This in blood
I suppose
Breaking jaws
I’m no good
As the prodigal son
And I know that you’re mesmerized
Had a vision, made these laws
And sanitized [?]
I miss him so
You are so fucked
It has begun
Revolution crawls
All over you
[?]
You light up the sky
And scrape out your skull
Your lovely face
Will never [?]
It was so unlikely doom
Upon my wrists I bear the cross
My losses mounted as I climbed across the hole
Of my own soul
I’ll climb across
I don’t exist
I am divine
A ghost with eyes
