LADYTRON THE RESURRECTUARANT?

          I want the demon Princess who will not devastate, 
          strange, she's in love with her own annihilation.
          I see her face 
          a distant quasar; receding...
          I remember you from another time, another place...
          Akerika, where are you now?  
          The answer is the dark night where were-things gather.  
          In the howling wind I hear your voice; 
          like God's, it speaks of sweet sedition.  
          Stratospheric depths; cool air heights...
          And I talk to the wind.  
          And the wind cried back!
          I... I'm forgetting....
          Sleep, deep in the deep...
          To awake refreshed
          And reborn.
                                       END