Erase the pictures from my mind
Eliminate the presence of your kind
Unloose the strings of instinct laws
Just to fall into some other jaws
In pounding afternoon i rise
For the pleasure of dying twice
A wingcut angel in decline
Breathe my air and ill be fine
Put your teeth in me
Carve your name in me
I dont care if there is something
That im blind to see
Invite yourself and feel free
To pick up splinter of debris
Its in your sys.ex
Subdues all thats delusive
Initially this lie id recoil
But again i crawl this dirty soil
Of all possessions i did treasure
This ones strictly for her pleasure