I'm laid out Like a martyr on a redwood plaque. She's burning The ticks right off my back. I'm indulgent I like to cater to peculiar whims She's fascinated By my artificial limbs Asphyxiation Love's monstrous charm Asphyxiation A slow suicide My life's expended For my last cigarette Extreme unction And pulmo-cardiac arrest. Asphyxiation Love's monstrous charm Asphyxiation A slow suicide .And I smother myself. In Lydia's Black Lung Lydia's Iron Lung. Lydia's Black Lung. Lydia's Iron Lung. In Lydia's Black Lung Lydia's Iron Lung. Lydia's Black Lung. Lydia's Iron Lung.