Crypto

Tounges planted in the cheeks of toothy Totenkopf grins Sowed parallel to canines whistling to birth a nation It's one solution, I guess Oh, Absolution is the only reward you'll confess Paid as lent to your guardian nothing Written checks just to say you're well spent Outlined in chalk, your numbers and ratios Only zeros and ones in the end I wanna soil your blood To uncrete alters teeth gnash on What joy in torches snuffed? Heads figured fallen preach that on I'd wanna soil your blood But what's been shed won't crease that arm If you say that nothing's lost Why feign departial, Crypt that tongue? Discharging like a seed whose yielded its own famine Thin veils of ivorny drape loose from olive branches A sexless matrimony of impact and intent Arm's length just out of reach Bluffing on folded hands When poker faces recoil Who's playing the next hand? It's a roundtable set to go-merry Vanilla abstracts frame the scene A seasonless feast for the tasteless Pearly whites rot from too many sweets I wanna soil your blood To uncrete alters teeth gnash on What joy in torches snuffed? Heads figured fallen preach that on I'd wanna soil your blood But what's been shed won't crease that arm If you say that nothing's lost Why feign departial, Crypt that tounge? Oh, the casual-ty of casualties! Oh, the casualties of casual-ty! Oh, the casual-ty of casualties! For some cheap crypto-valhalla for hellhounds! Heresy to yr fabricated savior Tryna sell me you know what's divine Broken down the pulls like you've swallowed Just 14 words at a time Must secure to your dimly-lit smokescreens Where the downtrodden play as untread Deny the tide, it doesn't matter Stay left in its wake come the time you see the skin shed I wanna soil your blood To uncrete alters teeth gnash on What joy in torches snuffed? Heads figured fallen preach that on I'd wanna soil your blood But what's been said won't crease that arm If you say that nothing's lost Why feign departial, Crypt that tounge?