Strange Little Consequence Lyrics – Demise Of Love
A hot flush, we go again
A relay of jargon makes all the sense
In a terminal world, the prize of it’s week
The pitchforks are blunt while bludgeon’s repeats
Strange little consequence
Of this enclosed hell
Sweats fit upon and over
It took time to tell
How unholy proceeds
A vertex fried cheese
Became amplification
For this reclamation
That peasants excite cheer rewards of the plight
Fall into your hands your equivocal hands
The prophet and pestilence fine when you see the pence
Gleaming, beaming, enlarging the severance
Strange little consequence
Of this enclosed hell
Sweats fit upon and over
It took time to tell
How unholy proceeds
A vertex fried cheese
Became amplification
For this reclamation
