T$2P$

WE HALLOW MEN
SHIT FILLED
STILL LEAN IN TOGETHER
AND WE OVERFED BITCHED KNOW NO MOTION BUT GESTURE
ENDGAME CREEP IN CROOKED LIKE A FOOT GOT SEVERED
LEAVE YOU COVERED IN THE DARK ON A STRETCHER

BODY COLD AS EVIDENCE YOU CANNOT JUST FIGURE
TRY TO TALK BUT VOICE IS DRIED UP TO MEANINGLESS WHISPERZ

SUBVOCALIZE WHAT'S REVELENT
IT SOUNDS LIKE WIND IN THE GRASS
GOT THE FEEL INSIDE YOUR VOICEBOX CRAWL IN RATS ON BROKE GLASS

I PRAY, BITCH
KISS A PSALM ON A STONE
WITH A TENDERNESS THAT'S TREMBLING
LIKE YOU'RE WALKING ALONE
THRU THE LAND OF THE CACTUS
THE DEADLAND
THE BONE
ONLY MOTION, COLOR, FORCE AND FORM