Skin to skeleton Some of its parts are moving Bitter folds of flesh burning Some of its parts are moving Set the animals free
Sweet Kerosene Some of its parts are moving The mouth is an open wound Open cavity, where the heart used to be Trapped in the throne of the Golden God Precious, and flammable A lucid shadow!
Old man. Set them free. Eat them whole. Kerosene.
I followed the collapsing star To the edge of the universe And sat with the Golden God All with dogs All with bulls
Fists through glass to the other side I want to breathe water Into a den of hogs Because in the end We are torn from every which way Just a man stumbling around Until he can't feel anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
