Spahn Ranch

I could see the other end
Repeat as necessary
A beam shown divided
Shaded over screens
In the presence of visuals
Covered and drawn in
Watched its repetition siphoning
In the corners
Locusts rotating
Empty me feeding
Concieved the believing
As parted or programmed
Plans of obsolescence
Inhale again
Do you see its face?
Or the masters orders
They consumed the maker over again
In the corners
Locusts rotating
Empty me feeding
[ Locusts Lyrics ]