Living in the basement age
Ancient stained beige carpet days
Musty, dusty boxes of archaic outdated stuff

Under the glow of the textured yellow window
Rotten piss, give me a fit, jumping out my skin

Nervous clay figures, jittering around the corners
Yesteryear's dull ball, waning, two dimensional

Pull back the tape as the mouldy cardboard tears and frays
Pull out a tape, putrescent trace of the sub-creep way

Disturbed by events
A retrospect descent
So this is where life lead
Try crawling for the stairs
Entrapped but unaware
Hanging in an antique frame, dead

Greasy, fetid cave
Mildew covered, jaundiced ashtray
Relics lay pathetic
Forgotten hallucinogenics

Carapace of puke and excremement
Fermented by time
Armour from the truth
Protected by it's filth
Redundant shrine
Revel in the sublevels unseen, can't hurt me
Hatred in the basement hidden deep, where you won't find me

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