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Please come near me, will you hold me? I am leaking so very badly! Will you stop up my holes?

If your answer is, 'No, I'm busy!' I will follow you out to the garden. I can smell you from three miles away!

If your answer is, 'Get me dirty!' you can stop up my holes so nicely! I won't leak anymore!

But if your answer is, 'No, I'm sleepy!' I will stare at your face with longing... I will chew on your face.

You sit watching your brother die 'cause he chewed on sickly rabbit. Poor boy Parzifal likes to hunt his sister, and so infection sets in like a gang of wolves licking at the heels of the anemic aboriginal hunting grounds, where you sprain your thumb throwing rocks at cadavers. Bashing in my weakened knees, bashing in my weakened knees...Animal people scale the walls so easily: your bitter family! Holding court without your brother, rectify your viral sanction. Anxious ears solicit thee, my snarling spies sit down to tea and ignore the bubbling sores that swell and spit along your backbone! Call your general, fortify his skin so my disease can't penetrate your china shack of ignorance and purple turbans! Split the bread between your chins, annihilate bacteria! Eating, breeding serfs and peasants, bloody plague-boys stealing crumbs! Bashing in my weakened knees, bashing in my weakened knees... Stripling arrows ricochet off teeth and crystal nighttime goblets. Dinner party, dinner guests, eat their dinners facing west. You fling your curses forth and they are swallowed by the Masque, by the trees, by the hollow odd...

one
She spent the night alone with body bruised and skirts asunder.
He found his sister in the morning, soaking in a puddle. "Let´s run away," she said. "He beats us both incessantly. I know a place beneath the city where we´ll stay forever lost. I´ve seen the waifs emerge from the underground. They roam the catacombs and everywhere underneath. We could live secretly, away from society!"

two
Away after sunset, they tumbled trough the darkened city, searching for cold grates with bars agape like twisted teeth and jawbones pulled wide and cracking. Wet and talking wind forbade them! "Just shut your ears," she said. "Orphans are surrounded by these things. Hold my hand, I´ll lead you below! We´ll find an alcove and no one will know about us! We will live secretly, away from society!"

three

My eyes are arid and cold on a portrait's insides. I am time-hardened wax and I can see wide! Fungus and frost have fondled my frontside and I- Did he wonder and wander in small ages? Did he forget that I died? He's older and ugly and a beautiful baby, he's retinal mist. Far away, far away, leaning and twisting, I moan and I list!

Not flying, not walking, porous, like curtains, I hang on the dampness of Spring! I've known my own scrapings for so many years, I know that something is coming! Not demon, not quickly, gradual breaking glass... My knees will go out from under me! I've borne my own weight for so many years, I know the ground is dissolving! Not under, not behind, not slow and torpid... I'm far-away attic frost, free and untangled!

Didn't he wonder? I shall surprise him! Did he forget? I shall remind him! Please hold my hand, beautiful, ugly man! I've come untangled, but we shall find frost again! Dizzy and turning, you never need walk! I shall carry you, hold you, early and blinded! My son is no burden, I'm ancient with sorrow strength!

My eyes are arid and cold on a portrait's insides. I am time-hardened wax and I can see wide! Fungus and frost have fondled my frontside and I- Did he wonder and wander in small ages? Did he forget that I died? He's older and ugly and a beautiful baby, he's retinal mist. Far away, far away, leaning and twisting, I moan and I list!

Not flying, not walking, porous, like curtains, I hang on the dampness of Spring! I've known my own scrapings for so many years, I know that something is coming! Not demon, not quickly, gradual breaking glass... My knees will go out from under me! I've borne my own weight for so many years, I know the ground is dissolving! Not under, not behind, not slow and torpid... I'm far-away attic frost, free and untangled!

Didn't he wonder? I shall surprise him! Did he forget? I shall remind him! Please hold my hand, beautiful, ugly man! I've come untangled, but we shall find frost again! Dizzy and turning, you never need walk! I shall carry you, hold you, early and blinded! My son is no burden, I'm ancient with sorrow strength!

I love to hate you! I am in winter. Frostbite hath claimed me, I succumb to numbness!

Freezing men don't laugh at murder! ...Bleeding naked in the bathtub! Open windows tempt the savory! Women's heads float just as easily!

Within the confines of crystal, reflected is my loathing! Under ice and still, chill waters fish bite stiff men and children!

Freezing men don't laugh at murder! ...Bleeding naked in the bathtub! Open windows tempt the savory! Women's heads float just as easily!

There is blood on the hooves of the fawns on the Greensward Grey for they tread through the gristle on the lawn today!
Don't they see the roseate faces of my wives as they lay, disemboweled, on the Greensward Grey?

This park is rank and slippery!
Skip and watch the kite tails, don't trip on the entrails!
White, and ligamental blossoms jutting from the earth... when have toadstools ever grown toenails?

These brains are old and tired but they have not forgotten my harem from decades past, sundry screams for the beast in the backseat!

Did you think I was so stupid I was really gonna cry
Did you think I was so stupid I was gonna let you try
To crawl inside me with your twisted little lies
And let you find your way into my mind
I nearly... cried, I nearly... died

Did you ever try to cross your heart and hope to die?
Did you ever try to cross your heart and hope to die?

This is what I reign on your behalf so that you may breathe... The blood that gathers at your feet, the high-pitched screams of agony! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me!

This is my indoctrination! Henceforth the tendon's cut! The times when muscle fell from hard bone... The time has come for surgery! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me!

This is what the slaughter looks like, you've sent it home with me. You've seen it in my pictures... bent hostility! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me! I'll drag you down with me, too! I'll make you drown with me!

No, no! No, no! No, no! No, no!

He collapsed into fists, and his fingers burned.
He spent shadows growing tall and thin.

He had hardly lived, was only just a man, when he was consumed.
He might have smoked a briar pipe, might have worn a monocle, but instead he ATE.
He never dreamt of teeth, he never dreamt of molars, growing where they should not be.

He crafted knots using miles of throat.

Tom skeleton, it's time to have some fun! So grab your trick or treat, the day of the dead has begun!
Carapace and clavicle, Moundshroud takes you there!
Lady Egypt fascinate and gargoyles in the air!

[Chorus]
Tommy-boy, eat your candy skull!
Tommy-boy, eat your candy skull!
Tommy-boy, eat your candy skull!

On a crooked, cobblestoned and ancient road I briskly strode when two men wearing bowler hats, curled moustaches, all in black, on a tandem bicycle went this way, that way till they fell beneath a coach-and-four.
When I was just six I was rather curious regarding paternity. Just who could my father be? I think he was skeletal. i think he knew mother, well, controversially.

Then some time much later on, during breakfast Aunt Yvonne choked upon a bacon rind. She sang backwards, nearly died. Then there was my friend from school whose dog turned rabit, mad and cruel, and ate his master up.
I would need more fingers than are given upon either hand to count up all the sea-choked screams, calcined whispers, rendered seams,pudgy-pretzled baby limbs, punctured lungs and altered hymns I've seen and heard today.

No prey from understanding vats of men... The victims bite their tails and find no flesh to witness! Teeth and claws all seeketh out the one to neutralize their standing underneath the promenade where horse and man all bleed the first course... Understanding... Flesh to witness... Bleed the first course...

I cannot fall when the vats are full! My eyes are rolling back, the lives that stole themselves shall look for me... Their fingers neutralized, aroused, know the way to serve the first course. They bite their tails no longer! And I fall down...

I walk alone, I've walked alone! To tread as lightly, bring forth detection... This serial mind, replay the scene... I'm loath to witness! No end for me! All alone... Bring forth detection... Loath to witness..
Нет добычи от понимания чаны с мужчинами ... Жертвами вкуса
хвосты и найти никакую плоть, чтобы свидетель! Зубы и когти все поверяет один, чтобы нейтрализовать их стоял внизу набережной, где лошадь и человек все кровоточить первый курс ... Понимание ... Плоть свидетель ... Bleed первого курса ...

Deep down in my cellar hole I craft bulbs that grow, grow, GROW!
No one sees and no one knows. In this I act alone!
Wilting down those wooden stairs I poke and prod at botany!
Exhalations in the yellow light, my fingers creak and I sing out!
Deep down in my cellar hole I go·
No one sees a thing so no one knows·

One
"I drag my right arm through the sawdust... he hasn't opened his eyes in months. He was a small dog. He lost his hat and he never made a very convincing primate. I was painted red and silver. Now I'm lonely, lost my dollar, and my dog, he rots."

Two
"There were children calling my name. They spat upon my paper shoes... I touched their ice cream. I sang through cardboard. I stared at shadows. I don't know who watched... perhaps they hate me. I was painted red and silver. Now I'm ugly, lost my flower, and I'm seeing spots."

I can make fire breath. I learned it as a lad. My master told me I had prowess no one ever had!
I could conduct the light… I’d look away to her… She’d match my spit with spite; I don’t know what her reasons were.

I fell in love with her. My tongue is purple-black. I lit a bluish rose… She carved a curse into my back!
I dance when beauty’s near. I hop to taunts and jeers. I sought out stony glens… Lovely ladies don’t come here.

I paint the rock with flame. I burn and bruise my feet. I spit, I’m naked, ever-hungry, I forget to eat.
I stamp out flowers and I fill my ears with mud. (That way the birdsong will not stir and agitate my blood.)

She is horse-hoof dust and cloth and the lazy rays of sun will squat upon her unblinking eyes.
She moves sadly through the woods, hanging from the back of a caravan, thread and nail have caught her hand.
She relinquishes her grasp and tumbles to the earth, to the wheel ruts, a tangled heap of calico.
She sobs dryly for the girl who whispered like a leaf in the autumn-time, with winter skin and breath of clover.
Now she's all alone, immobile in the dirt and she can't change her face to greet the evening pressing, cold, around her.

And in the dark she can see new faces; silver like the dew-reflected moon... They laugh at her dress and sing like wind in the winter-time, wildflower tongues and moth-wing ears they sing:
"We have a doll from a human child! Hey, hey!