Split - Betzefer

What, what if this comes stressfully

Climb up some throats easing

Thoughs of falling on not so bright

Bones of inherited sons of light

What is this pain climbed fierce fully

Up your throat alienating

Those who relate not so tighty

To slaves to the stars

Where no one takes wives

Oh the eye will come out

When I push it in deep I always

Inhale and suffocate as it’s cutting me open

Only in it for the poon…

I need xl fist to shove

Down your throat

I know you’ll like it too

Cuz I fucked you

You know that I just can’t be wrong

And all you know is delirious

Lets pierce this all at once

You all circle round

But no one sees why

Oh the eye will come out

When I push it in deep I always

Inhale and suffocate as it’s cutting me open

And what if all three of them eyes

Come fold back again

They all sure as hell lightened no fucking pain

Let it be hereby

Acknowledged

Tell me what if these seizures told me to

React on ground level towaros you

And all my rage just can’t be worong

What if it told me to slaughter

What if?

What if I fart like you when I talk?

I can’t take it

To kill, cast asdie and dismiss is ok

Bend while you take it

Down, down, down…

Down, down, down…

Down, down, down…

Down, down, down…