Test Icicles....As these days pass Underground breathe the air, Before you drown....

One more time...Another line, Slowly divides...Before the night is over, We could do with some more noises, Blinded by the burning lights, Turn them off, turn 'em off, Bodies break before they're white, Exposure sets before it's lost, Drawing lines, Making shapes, Stay alive, Sleep awake, We could do with some more poison and the end is hearing noises, Layers all exist within the beat, The shapes are moving all over the street, I can see that nothings moving, Is this something that's not worth losing? This will do...It'll do...Still we could...