I must be blind down
I see a den where you
keep changing your fates,
a pure Camille
Behave for life
Spready news
Let a dough
deep descend into a deer
spread through with filth and décor
You look down into the table
And there’s just guts
Entrails mixta
Beef head
Baking your pie
You’re bound on the graveyard
A very complex lattice
Yay, there she is, Oh chalet
Hey, shit
You receive the signal
Listen to the laughs in your heart
Get into the glass diaper
the raptor
