Coil - Penetralia

- Hello? - I'm in the ??? now. - Five, four, three, two, one. Follow the black valley, trail of death. - Just look at it this way. Into the beautiful sunshine. - ???... I mean, in five years, who cares? - We've made our money. - No: what are the satellites for? Learn to kill, kill from the inside. - No, you're breaking up, you're breaking up totally. - I know there's somebody else on the line; you gotta hold your own down. Penetralia, mercenary paraphernalia. - Sex, sex scenes, funeral, funeral music. - Gay bar. Submissive dominance. With us, are you with us? Within us. - Caught, caught between two cars about to crash. - Yeah, okay. In the future you'll learn that survival depends on how much or how little you leave to chance. - What are you wearing under that? - ??? - Something, something, something's coming out of the blue: looks like that kind of sex scenes. Fuck the car. Monster car, monster entrails. Pictures ??? er, together with women struggling to enter the recesses of my own body. - I, I just think classical, classical horrors. It's going to take boundless bloody hours. Words and pictures. - Split second face. - Do you hear me? There's some heavy dark blood on the doctor's hands, and that sledgehammer crashes with the killer-boy kisses. - Kiss, kiss that kills. - I can see something of the car in front. - Check it out. In five minutes, okay. Killer-boy kisses. - There's just no way ...??? The diminishing returns, the diminishing returns of a ??? dream of a horse's head. And a rope of blood cuts them seven times for talking such crap. - Unclean flickers. - Have you got the pictures? - Hello, er, uh. - ??? very well done flavour. - Can you bid us up, man? - I, I keep moving and now I, I can't stop ...??? - Could you repeat that please? I couldn't quite understand what you were saying then. - But I'm caught. I mean, caught between two cars. - Five minutes. - Call me. Over.