The Blue

Across your face

I see what you are

You wanna 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

And do you know what you've done?

Ants in the afterbirth

Slugs under the sun

I could not wake the dead man dreaming, yeah

Acid party, murder at the late show

Oh, yeah, mutate me and breed yourselves a savior now

I could not kill the dead man screaming

Eat my dead cock

Oh, yeah

Eat my dead cock

Oh, yeah

I have fallen deep in love with the sky

Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife, yeah

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

Yeah, yeah

Wiping flecks of foam, twisting with rabies

Bloody, we run through fields of dead daisies

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

How could I ever make you know what you've done?

Ants in the afterbirth

Slugs under the sun

I have fallen in love with the sky

Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife