Damn the Sick Bereft Spawn Grew Their Wings Shoulders of Mine: Unmade 
 
Every time the teeth bare pearl, acrid miasma strains. Gray matter sloughs out through my jaw. 
 
When I’m alone I think too much I think too much I think to

Bring myself to think that I would ever damn you
Their bodies, just like mine. 
 
Every time the teeth bare pearl, acrid miasma strains. Gray matter sloughs out. 
 
Broken glass, the insects scatter, the droves channel, the freshest hell
 
Deep serrations bring me closer to the ground
Calisced hatred lost never to be found
 
The mirror, it falls apart
 
Every time the teeth bare pearl, acrid miasma strains. Gray matter sloughs out. 
 
Broken glass, the insects scatter, the droves channel, the freshest hell. 
 
Make me whole   
 
You’ve fallen apart
 
Silence has fallen
It pierces the curtain
 
Emotion isolated
Held from the source
 
To me this is
The end of all things
 
Life that was promised
It slips through my fingers
 
Into naught, wings ablaze
 
 
The pitch over hollow bones, gold will come upon dust
Shed your skin and slip Into the Godhead
 
(double breakdown) 
My thoughts amongst the dirt
Worms upon my body 
They feed upon my flesh
As my spine takes root 
 
(dance break)
My skin is yours
Let it burn away the hatred
Inhale our dust, the taste of nectar
As my spine takes root
The child, borne fruit
(dance break 2)
 
Is there some kind of pleasure is there some kind of pain
I crumble from dreams or the pins in my face
 
No Light Lived