The Ethno Surge
hooray-let's g
all gods of iron must suffer corrosio
there is but one truth so no pairs can thriv
fear of damnation - preserve what is pur
mom & dad: implosio
they are a couple so which one must die
under his eyes, under th
shadow of the gods of reaso
under his wings, he looks al
flowers but he's reared by owl
my hands; can't sa
which is the owl and which is of go
black wings: red-lea
paint my arm; they must know there's but on
formaldehyde bat
all gods of flesh do smell in the dogday
their flesh is one; I can't meet their eye
fear of damnation preserves the deforme
breaks; don't mov
- we hunt like rats but we die as mic
under his eyes, under th
shadow of the gods of reaso
under his wings, he looks al
flowers but he's reared by owl
close ey
paint it black, they must know there's but on
don't slee
when darkness comes he splits them and hun
under his eyes, under th
shadow of the gods of reaso
under his wings, he looks al
flowers but he's reared by owl
and in my ears the consonants o
death crushing all objection
and in my claws the lost fait
coming home
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