Damage singing / Lawrence Upton

Voice 1: I impose it materialises.

Voice 2: Celebrates the authoritative word.

Voice 3: Beside him his gaze.

Voice 4: The damage singing.

[pause]

Voice 4: Behind the basis of ecstasy the winter I can walk to.

Voice 1: Jumps out of curiosity.

Voice 2: Is fragile inside.

Voice 3: As if that information is that whatever you are.

Voice 4: Heard under the word falter.

Voice 1: Love of jerking off.

Voice 2: Flowers' tumbling.

Voice 4: Irritating as you are parting.

Voice 1: Gold the authentic word.

Voice 3: Inside your programming.

Voice 2: Its truth on fire he reappears.

Voice 4: He hanging in back.

Voice 3: Run the pictures.

Voice 4: A fraud!

Voice 3: Your programming is being.

Voice 2: Withheld.

Voice 3: Along with you.

Voice 4: The whole building alight.

Voice 1: Camera ready.

Voice 3: The unanimated stillness.

Voice 2: Softened.

Voice 3: The owner imagined.

[pause]

Voice 3: Night unravels the skull an automatic.

Voice 2: Here on the other side.

Voice 1: Of my own inclinations.

Voice 3: I stick the fastener through the sun implodes.

Voice 1: The understatement of eternal ooze.

Voice 2: Fondling exploration command.

Voice 4: Taut exhaustion its truth.

Voice 3: We both shall die.

Voice 4: Draining zero.

Voice 3: Taut exhaustion.

Voice 4: Distending.

Voice 2: Smaller books without the word.

Voice 1: Versions collected.

Voice 2: Consumed by themselves.

Voice 4: When the time ignored us or pretended to.

Voice 3: Sheets of everything indifferent poetry.

Voice 1: Swinging a relationship with the sweetness of my own inclinations.

Voice 4: While drowning in stained calmness.

Voice 2: With the soft touch of defence.