The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time

The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night

Mouthless children are breasted with their own words

To essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones



you will be paralysed

made to be believed

broken inside to survive

and to watch over me



archangel - of no use and no form

archangel - suffocating alone



multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero

the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero

Heavenly levels on a full blast of lust but minimum pain

Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again

Mouthless children suffocate

with their ancient words,

their mud-dimensional world

lactating from their shrinking bones



you will be paralysed

the corrupted seed

broken inside to survive

I will laugh at all this



archangel - with no use and no form

archangel - suffocating with blood



the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises

his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise



archangel - of no use and no form

archangel - suffocating with words