The, bitter-edged distress distempers parody,
move your burlesque, bite the heat eternity.
In half the time you will dive below your deficit,
and cut from top to bottom, we are the same.
Sink for a season, returning to drown.
You will lift up a head for hex to send the spirit down.
Cold on the inside despite in your face,
the chain of disdain is unbroken dissolve, and you leave no trace.
The solo starting at 1:07
And here is the solo, if anyone would like to complete and/or correct what
You freeze frame fanatic, deliverance-dies, if the war be absurb,
then everything touched will be your disguise.
And Chris whistling at the end.