Jouhou Songtext
A triage of thought
Stripped down to syllables
Each character, each letter
Every word

Cataracts, in a doll's eyes
Coded into dialects, diverging vernacular

Duality intrinsic
Stitch me together
Yet I fault you
For even trying

Cataracts, in a doll's eyes
Silhouettes, that destroy themselves

Equally stalemated
In the opposite direction
And to this tower of babble
I pay homage,
To rape the senses.

I fall short
Into emulsion scratched
Have a good look now (Bats)
Because both sides match.