Doomsday

Mouth made of dried meat Some mouths come over to me To lick up what I leave Legs kickin' the stream Parting the white waters out It's the parting of everything Maybe it's sex Maybe it's sexlessness Maybe it's doom Maybe it's death Maybe it was your death Maybe it's doom Right, this one feels right One who was lost in the snow Buried up from below Right, wasn't I right? Humming some shit songs I wrote 'Bout the parting of everything Away on an ash Your timeline could not be matched This one, it's doom Drowned in the lake With every stroke you take Baby it's doom Called me the hex I never said I was less Maybe I'm doomed Wasn't I right? Humming some shit songs I wrote About the parting of everything