Marcus Whale piosenki

does it please the viscera to see his vacant stare? would he give his all then to see one's breath go again? i know to resist to not lust like we resist those against us but does he know that his body comes between us? that i worship that...

I know my skin is a golden that you can trade for currency i know you fear my colour to go beyond and into the blood go beyond and into the blood 

he pulled a white blanket over her body to hide her face to be cleaned of her race to forge a new slate he pulled a white blanket through the blood plains to anoint the slate the arcadian place as a ghost white state "don't let them cut m...

not without a sound not without a sound not without a doubt shepherds through mountains high god flows inland evermore he flows as england does as he in us so we will move inland through rivers deep through burned flesh to till the earth...

is this the end for time to fill the moon with blood colonial lines through every sign has sulphur fled the boats to let the sea flood? so go inland ever inland leave the state man within man ever inland ever inland ever inland sun go...

the inland sea its long red sands in the grace of god will bury the white man the inland sea the cult of ruin in the grace of god will bury the white man whose architecture wrings out its ruined breath whose industry building like organ...

(eye on the court thy enemy i'm culpable my love i emulate liberate my captain my company cast me deep bleed this heat) I will beg him to attain me to understand of what i am made with the touch of him emancipate me in that armour to...

it's the smell of it its inexorable pull and i grow weaker weaker with the lull i have learned that the stronger exist by the eating of others fetidly i belong to them to sustain the rhythm of decay the milk of them my scourges of blac...

bore through my skin and change my face change my name magically and tantrically bear me a newborn his hands will take you upwards your body will never fail even as they come closer my captain won't stand still your hands will take you upwa...

over the sea a mutineer in torpor over the sea whose bulging gaze is endless over the sea with milk from our loose teeth over the sea with bruised skin and storm breath i took you up to the peak where you could see back to the sea to whe...