 The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh
Sex and sex and sex and death
I don't want you, I want your flesh
Close my eyes and dream of death
Slip away and take a breath
Rivers running dark and cool
How can nothingness be cruel?
The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh
Sex and sex and sex and death
I don't want you, I want your flesh
Close my eyes and dream of death
Slip away and take a breath
Rivers running dark and cool
How can nothingness be cruel?
Trip with me and meet the sun, orgasm of light
Suck the world inside yourself, splitting forth the night
Douse their minds in gasoline, drop the burning match
Angel light, alien love, I wait for them to hide
I listen to the trees, they hum and hold hands with the moon
Insects whisper sweet nothings, the solar system blooms
The skulls of babies grow within the garden of the soul
Where the girls run barefoot and all life lives uncontrolled
Come on, baby, let's kick back and bleed with me awhile
Never mind the cold black truth
That stains the kitchen tile
Come on, baby, let's kick back and bleed with me awhile
Never mind the cold black truth
That stains the kitchen tile
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