Lark throated spit through beaks tonight These gagging chirps were written in disguise What's that sound? Caskets floating Hey you did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb And you would you ever attempt to kick from inside this womb Hey you would you ever attempt the excavation of these fossils And in case you haven't noticed, we're already dead
This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
Pendulum swing through tantrum slits This scalpel's gaze untamed won't feel romantic What's that sound? Caskets floating