Black nymph reveals, slowly and close so don't say a word Sick modern world is exclusive bog where nymphs easy breed we're feeding their need we see that bad smell we smell insect well
Nymph instructive: "The things you've seen...never been" What's up with your mind? Listen ti me: "My truth is the fine story and your one just lark!"
What's up with your mind? Our glossy coins Have both sides a front
While teaching the right way of pissing The vulturous man behind the wheel Always when honesty's missing ...the black nymph reveals...
Inside of the circle in the nest of ignorance pretent touch made of arctic brass Stones try to look ambered arrogant esplanade innocence engraved in snowy black snowy black almost dead
Everything changes sometimes we meet the ones who read between the li/n/es. Wide black tape that's covering eyes is a bit transparent this meal is out of taste When resisting midnight we're maybe on wrong side