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we have evolved
we don't need the moon to transform
but the pain hasn't resolved
that blistering sting
in the bottom of my spine
spreading like million needles
bulged veins in a root pattern
each hair piercing the skin
one after another
broken jaw, torn skin
the cracks in my face
forming the shape
swelled veins run to arms and legs
bursting out the nails, scattering blood
like a fucked up massacre
I'm the nastiest amongst us
I taste my fingers
eyes burn
flame remain
I scream to that
unbearable pain
AhhhhhhWoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
resonance chorusing
the howls of the pack
am covered in
fur coat
looking down from
a parapet
.
we have evolved
we don't need the moon to transform
but the pain hasn't resolved
that blistering sting
in the bottom of my spine
spreading like million needles
bulged veins in a root pattern
each hair piercing the skin
one after another
broken jaw, torn skin
the cracks in my face
forming the shape
swelled veins run to arms and legs
bursting out the nails, scattering blood
like a fucked up massacre
I'm the nastiest amongst us
I taste my fingers
eyes burn
flame remain
I scream to that
unbearable pain
AhhhhhhWoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
resonance chorusing
the howls of the pack
am covered in
fur coat
looking down from
a parapet
.
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