erase the pictures from my mind
eliminate the presence of your kind
unloose the strings of instinct laws
just to fall into some other jaws
in pounding afternoon I rise
for the pleasure of dying twice
a wingcut anges in decline
breathe my air and I'll be fine
put your teeth in me
carve your name in me
I don't care if there is something
that I'm blind to see
invite yourself and feel free
to pick up splinter of debris
it's in your sys. ex
subdues all that's delusive