Zed And Two Naughts

I’m not breathing any better Mallets crack with every grin, yeah I hear a scraping plea of branches Against my broken window Why I let you in? The silhouette holds me under Can't poke me with these pins, yeah Flotsam drip of nectar The nexus bean sprouting When she says Saint Christopher Don’t go wandering With no one left to save Because no one’s at the wheel And the claps of thunder From a gash of staple rain This bed will never rest you The answers in the sermon Why I let you in? The skulken fits the crown and A wasted dusk of kin, yeah Repulsion turns to nectar When the pigment leaves the body When she says Saint Christopher Don’t go wandering With no one left to save Because no one’s at the wheel Let's both pray at first born come Crawling like an animal Hold your breath it’s feeding time In this zed and two naughts Painted a fulcrum of caves Piled with dreams of Phantom masses made of pastures Labyrinth setting, Cystic maze I’ve been hanging wreaths of cancer On every door where children sing Watch it all blister! Watch it all blister!