Lark throated spit through beaks tonight

These gagging chirps were wriiten in disguise

What's that sound?

Caskets floating



Hey you did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb

And you would ever attempt to kick from inside of this womb

Hey you would you ever attempt the excavation of these fossils

And in case you haven't noticed, we're already dead



This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage...



Pendulum swing through tantrm

This scalpel's gaze untamed won't feel romantic

What's that sound?

Caskets floating



In layman's term sewn through matrimony