Across your face, I see what you are You wanna kill the sun, blot out the stars I know you you're nothing, You're so small You're fucking nothing, nothing at all The sun burns on, it reminds me of you The slit wrists of the sky, bleeding into the blue
We twist beneath forever But do you know what you've done? Ants in the afterbirth We're slugs under the sun
I could not wake the dead man dreaming, here Acid party, murder at the late show Mutate me and breed yourselves a savior I could not kill the dead man screaming Eat my dead cock Eat my dead cock
I have fallen deep in love with the sky Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife Leaves will fall as everything must follow Kill your idol, come on jump into the void Eat my cold shit
Everybody whispers where birds fall dead I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head Wiping flecks of foam, twisting with rabies Bloody, we run through fields of dead daisies
How can I ever make you know what you've done? Ants in the afterbirth, slugs under the sun I have fallen in love with the sky Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife