Millions of beams of light the endless stretch naas unwinds
the fear reaches out and grace begins when the whimper ends
the sign of you is the sign of two inside of me is the image of you the first grasps of the wandering mind hands held tightly the circular prayer
the crown has many jewels my robe is so deep the seams are in me i can feel the air constrict
is it by invite or is it parasite i will never know the darkest jewel in this so-called crown
the saints hear me but only when i am on my knees they laugh and joke they see us bleed
the sky is overtly calling the sun to test it’s worth
lately the lambs have been seen up late at night exhibiting the strangest behavior
they roll in dirt becoming black as night they close their eyes and sharpen their teeth
i can see them outside my window they call me
i am the womb man can you feel me can you see my hands
womb man woman room man bomb man
THE PREGNANT LIFE
I AM THE WOMB MAN I AM THE ROOM MAN
lately the lambs have been seen up late at night exhibiting the strangest behavior
they roll in dirt becoming black as night they close their eyes and sharpen their teeth
and from a bloated belly i hear the faintest voice it sounds like crying reminds me of meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
