worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering  whims condition as night falls  spills disease mental sores  mine exploding you fucking liar    lines form short mans views    cassandra's curse prophets eyes  sees the truth they perceive as lies    this controls my mind  after supper o much fatter  how to reconcile this matter    lies disfigured one on top no distinction soaking sing  a screaming phrased in ill contempt  not worth it    this controls my mind    so whose resolve cant stop them now  raving mad so very small  kisses dust storm wave good-bye  have no need to scrape so high