Skin to skeleton
Some of its parts are moving
Bitter folds of flesh burning
Some of its parts are moving
Set the animals free
Sweet kerosene
Some of its parts are moving
The mouth is an open wound
Open cavity, where the heart used to be
Trapped in the throne of the Golden God
Precious, and flammable
A lucid shadow!
Old man
Set them free
Eat them whole
Kerosene
I followed the collapsing star
To the edge of the universe
And sat with the Golden God
All with dogs
All with bulls
Fists through gla** to the other side
I want to breathe water
Into a den of hogs
Because in the end
We are torn from every which way
Just a man stumbling around
Until he can't feel anymore
Set them free(?)
Old man
Set them free
Eat them whole
Kerosene