The Blue

Across your face I see what you are You want to 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 Cause 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 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 these fields of dead daisies How can I ever Make you know what you've done Ants in the afterbirth We're slugs under the sun I have fallen in love with the sky Fragments of sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife