the crucible

[what follows is a recent draft of a lyric for inclusion on a record currently being assembled by nick hudson and duncan harrison]

darling, i'm..sorry i silenced you
sabotage, may you entice me to...
sling-shot
cannonball
tin-pot
cabaret

orchidae, terraces tapped for sound
carrion, stiffening on the ground
sentinel
satellite
smash'n'grab
arsenal
pick'n'mix
trenchfire
stab

darling, i'm...sorry i sentenced you
suffragette, i'm in detention too

(spoken): (LIANA CANOPY SCREENS US 'GAINST THE MOON/CLOSED-CIRCUIT BREATHING ON MY NECK/SYNCOPATES THE SNARL OF PULSE RIFLES' YULETIDE TWINKLE ON THE BROW)

the magma behind the rupture
the magma behind the rupture

marinade, acid bath in the haze
water aid
wire trap
just a graze

darling, i'm...sorry i sweetened you
distorted mouth, the poultice i weaken to