I stay away from bed always

The hairy pies are so depressing

The sunset flays me best

When I grab for something

The nothing's where

I stay indoors shocked by what to think

Primitive animals disappoint me

As they roar and as they pound

I close my eyes and face the fire

Even one thought is still too many

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How often do I stop and think

Someday I'll pop your cherry on camera

Then reigns down upon me

The day of my calamity

I'm stealing from your body

I'm stealing from the Bible

All this dying

Forces me to

Suck my own cock

Like a righteous fountain of life

And scorn the mountains with snow

How often I stop myself from leaving

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Pain of goals and empty games

Let the walls grow breasts like towers

The fat of fed beasts is sick, there's no

Soundness within them

Let the stump say to the rabbit

Both life and death bore me

I will follow those who starve their minds

All lies are something divine