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what color is death?
the shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh
sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death
I don't want you
I want your flesh
close my eyes and dream of death
slip away and take a breath
rivers running dark and cool
how can nothingness be cruel?
what color is death?
the shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh
sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death
I don't want you
I want your flesh
close my eyes and dream of death
slip away and take a breath
rivers running dark and cool
how can nothingness be cruel?
trip with me and meet the sun
orgasm of light
suck the world inside yourself
spitting forth the night
douse their minds in gasoline
drop the burning match
angel alien love
I wait for them to
I listen to the trees
they hum and hold hands with the moon
insects whisper sweet nothings
the solar system blooms
the skulls of babies grow within
the garden of the soul
where the girls run barefoot and all life lives uncontrolled
come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile
never mind the cold black truth
that stains the kitchen tile
come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile
never mind the cold black truth
that stains the kitchen tile
what color is death?   the shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh   sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death   I don't want you   I want your flesh   close my eyes and dream of death   slip away and take a breath   rivers running dark and cool   how can nothingness be cruel?   what color is death?   the shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh   sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death   I don't want you   I want your flesh   close my eyes and dream of death   slip away and take a breath   rivers running dark and cool   how can nothingness be cruel?   trip with me and meet the sun   orgasm of light   suck the world inside yourself   spitting forth the night   douse their minds in gasoline   drop the burning match   angel alien love   I wait for them to    I listen to the trees   they hum and hold hands with the moon   insects whisper sweet nothings   the solar system blooms   the skulls of babies grow within   the garden of the soul   where the girls run barefoot and all life lives uncontrolled   come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile   never mind the cold black truth   that stains the kitchen tile   come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile   never mind the cold black truth   that stains the kitchen tile