Bones scrape 'gainst bone Swletering coma-tide mummifies the Holy Land Paradise miles buried under sand Are the Old Gods only sleeping or have they forgotten, Are we but the dreams of a drunken ghost's fleeing sanity Are we to call them to us and all be devoured, or are we to slit our own wrists? Our bleeding of thge host - the deflowering of Eve Spewing lava, l ike semen, stagnant waters moulder Stinking pools of Exhaustion Rotten sack of childhood baptised in the shallow murk Infecting all of God's children, whence in soul forever Crippled shadows lurk...the sun, a rotten yolk Have I not reached toward Heaven and been held back By the very arms that gave me "life" The horizon frowns as humans can once again hear The weeping of angels There, descent begin anew...re-envisioning the fall How can there be a day other than this? This is fucking depression!!! new hell, in the bowels of the earth, From ancient stone hewn A time other than now? A reek upon the Western Wind Flu-like symptoms, the expanding North Creeping ice shelve shroud Eastward quake progession, southbound staggering Cunt reared skyward Glistening in the star haze Lusting to fornicate the divine menstruation The phallus is engorged EDEN All points of compass foldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
