worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering whims condition as night falls spills 

disease mental sores mine exploding you fucking liar lines form short mans views 

cassandra'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