See these limiting creed
See the trash buoyed by the queen
Created the garbage path
Created the plastic
Suffice! All this!
Lamentation, condemnation, discussion, madness
Aye full sail! Aye to south-west!
Cause we follow our dream not only in imagination
But in attitude, but in action
The voice that vents itself
After devour it's own flesh
In cannibalistic rite
Satisfy the flesh
We'd be sailing in space if
Earth were flat but even as it is we're out
Lost in it's orbits
Shining in the void, moaning to the crests
Anon! We accompany It
No prior subordination!
We melt with the resonant marrow
She that one whom they spurned hardly
Suffice! All this!
Lamentation, condemnation, discussion, madness
Aye full sail! Aye to south-west!
Cause we follow our dream not only in imagination
But in attitude, but in action
The voice that vents itself
After devour it's own flesh
In cannibalistic rite
Satisfy the flesh
Teasing in a sensuous and pleasureful dance
Her suicide within the womb of her own mother's corpse
Her suicide within the womb of her own mother
Anon! We accompany It
No! There is no prior subordination!
We melt with the resonant marrow
She that one whom they spurned hardly
Lamentation, condemnation, discussion, madness
Aye full sail! Aye to south-west!
Cause we follow our dream not only in imagination
But in attitude, but in action
The voice that vents itself
After devour it's own flesh
In cannibalistic rite
Satisfy the flesh
Teasing in a sensuous and pleasureful dance
Her suicide within the womb of her own mother's corpse
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