Collarbones swing by the will of a hook,
Vacant veins bring out the thrill of a look
Releasing all the gods that I know you can be,
Seizing all emotion that is finite in me
Dying like skin bleached in Saturnite's rite,
Twisting and turning, I breathe in that writhe
All that you love forming all sulfurous,
You've become the nothing that's entitled to us
Living are entitled to nothing,
Nothing that's entitled to us
Fingers are wrapped in a hopeless steel,
Curling of vessels and it's all that I reel
It's the bait in me; it's the bait in you
Gargles red wax and it pulls me fucking through
Portals are narrowing
Until every wound is vast
Barren eyes carve"Moloch" in the lock
Shadowed hide convulses the door
Keys will turn and the incisors knock
Seizing the spine and it opens the floor
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