Lucky for me, I know what they know
I'll let them flip the switch and fuckin' decompose
intertwining
convolution
awaiting the
execution
[Lucky for me, I know what they know
I'll let them flip the switch and fuckin decompose]
I just wanna slip away (I fuckin' own you)
We're both death anyway (Have I not shown you?)
I'll light myself. And hope that you burn.
Nothing I can fucking want- so bake the knowledge
sunburn
sunburn
sunburn
sunburn
decolored surface mists are intertwining
tendril gold pressed snake limbs mothlight flicker undefining
word of sky and clouded shining shrouding roots
keeper of the stipple faceless colors of the fruit
dix-sept handed limbless eye impressor of the throne
boundless spiral scripture etchings in the bloodstone
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