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Lord Umbilical
02:49
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every god damn day i sink my head into the blender
in hopes that some day it will finally fit!
oh lord umbilical
catch me in stranglehold
save me from coming old
slave to the human mold
you lost your coat in the war
you lost your eye in the sign!
i feel the lord's antennae
crawl up my spine
in cerebral brine...
stick, wet, and cold
irrepressible
lord umbilical, you're all i know
and you won't let go,
you wont...let go...
oh, no, no, no
lord umbilical,
you're all i know
you don't wanna know,
lord umbilical
carry on you the weight of the world
did you not know it was set
to be unset?
dialect now bestowed
from the ancient seed cometh
a cranial probe!
eyes roll back
i lose my breath
nerves cut
a sea of knives
blood drips
out of every orifice,
veins in a bind
death draws near
i see my life
pulse fades
before my eyes
blood pours
now the urge to stay mortal is not in my sight
i awake to nothing at all...
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2. |
Caught Flies
01:36
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caught flies
they dig their toes in my brain
the sound keeps me awake
buzzing pulsates my brain
but oh, the sound it makes
neurotic noise
atonal atrocities
the sound that follows the yearning of...
quiet
i start running
to get away from it all
but oh, it's all my own
courier of flies
did you want to die?
well, we all want to die!
we all die sometimes
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3. |
Oracle Omelette
03:02
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primeval
the tithe so vile
you are so tired
the cause unwinds
realize
that you wanted to be found
we all need that one to keep us down
embrace the limit
of the ever-growing tithe!
cook the idols and crooks down into an
oracle omelette!
mayday!
did we ever use mind?
trauma!
done with the world
down with the tithe
done with the wars
we must reject the ever-growing tithe!
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4. |
Honey On my Tulip
01:37
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sorrow breeds
like a fucking cockroach
forcible curvature
of a blood-soaked phallus
cue...cries
don't stop, everything is fucking fine
wear it!
wear it on your forehead
wear it on your clothes
wear it on your billboards
but don't let them know!
guise of sorrow
please get me out of this intricate hellhole
honey on my tulip
a sullen frown!
frown!
because i had you wrapped around my middle thing
character silent, blowing
wings un-showing
i died before time...
i died because you died!
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Willzyx Manchester, New Hampshire
Psych noise math punks from the moon.
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