Coldsweat

I close the door

Shouldn't burn yet

The wires get hotter

Palms glowing

This is hot meat, metallic blood

This is hot meat, this is open sweat

Show you with my fingers

Draw with the eye

With your own breath

I'll tear your lungs

Here is hot meat, this is metallic blood

Here is hot meat, this is open sweat

Inside of the blackest meadows

I make my winter dwelling and crush my bones

This is hot meat, this is metallic blood

This is hot meat

I'll sail out the window

I'll walk down the henge

I will not finish

Till I'm fully satisfied

This is hot meat, this is metallic blood

This is hot meat, this is open sweat