We are born drowning in pools of raw sewage Flailing our arms and legs in desperation
Screaming as putrid fluids pour into your lungs A cold steel hand reaches down Father extractor
Flawless mechanical program Thriving in a ravenous void We set our hearts to misanthropy's pulse It's precise and nauseating repetition A surgical utopian love Stranded in a sprawling kingdom of featureless limestone furnaces The myriad shades of grey cultivate perfect emotional starvation Our compass oil soaked dirt and neon fires Hard angled palaces with no king Surgical utopian love
We never remember the smiles of our enemies Or objects that breathe and feel All colour forgotten, the abandoned effigy of a child Joy and pain are nowhere to be found
Blind and kneeling We recollect our shedded skin to re-adhere Insects burrow into our eyes
Mycelium spreads through our veins
Our hair and fingernails fell to the ground and fertilized the soil And out of the earth new imbeciles grew
We never speak
All we do is march Frantically crying and laughing Combined into one nameless emotion
Flawless shivering autotrophic humanoid Hysterical laughter Until the blood leaves our heads And our eyes roll backwards
Disembodied eyeless head Floating scentless flesh Unnamed voices cackle
Into the void out of the grey colour is born Love and fear realized
Featureless furnaces burn Joy and pain returnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
