Red Flag

A funnel to the mouth
so it echoes quite loud
And I’ll trade your soul for silence
To whom it may concern

Hands that swing too much,
hands that talk too much
hands, on or off and
A funnel to the mouth

They switch bodies with lamps
to call themselves light
until glorified spunk is burnt and
It echoes quite loud

details of the flags colour
is encrypted in your pose
keep it up
And I’ll trade your soul for silence

LARDO