Blue Serge

worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering whims condition as night falls spills disease mental sores mine exploding you f**king liar lines form short mans views ca*sandra's curse prophets eyes sees the truth they perceive as lies this controls my mind after supper o much fatter how to reconcile this matter lies disfigured one on top no distinction soaking sing a screaming phrased in ill contempt not worth it this controls my mind so whose resolve cant stop them now raving mad so very small kisses dust storm wave good-bye have no need to scrape so high