Oh how we hate
that our skulls
**** our souls
& how we mate
***** things

i lost my voice
i lost my arms
i lost my heart
in so many ways

Inside a filthy human case
of PRE-BORN skin
is this:
Traitor  /burned
transistor\
insidious *******
outside my neighbor
we burn the streets down
inside our homes we take
the whip and nightmares

Until the end we sing
hello and hell no
oh whoa IN the skull
the monster ***** our souls
how we mate with ***** things
yeah.

Until ***** angels bury
us and cover these graves
with their muddy wings
no denial no denial no denial
.

:: 10.26.2021 ::