Rolo Tomassi
Abraxas
Enter:

Fragments, cast offs, one offs
Exposed from your everyday life

Intelligence arose from
Every striking pose

And oh, I know
They like the fragility of
Of handmade, there's a
Sense of decay
As they control

Some burn
Some melt

Until significance
A cruel awakening
As irrelevant as honesty
Wake up, realise, disappear