92 Degrees
The day drags by like a wounded anima
The approaching disease, 92 degree
The blood in our veins and the brains in our hea
The approaching unease, 92 degree
Long ago in the headlines, they noticed it to
But too late for the loved ones and nearly for you..
Shaky lines -- on the horizo
Snaky thoughts -- invade each perso
Watch the red line -- creeping upward
Watch the sanity line weake
The volcanic depths of Hades' ocea
Bubble under, these crazed eruption
It wriggles and writhes and bites within
Just below the sweating ski
I wondered when this would happen agai
Now I watch the red line, reach that number agai
The blood in our veins and the brains in our head..
Drink the water with jagged glas
Eat the cactus with bleeding mout
Not 91 or 93, but 92 Fahrenheit degree
Shaky lines -- on the horizo
Snaky thoughts -- invade each perso
Not 91 or 93, but 92 Fahrenheit degrees