"Summer feels like death
Godless we run
In my eyes there dreams an ocean
Hell beneath my tongue..."| Locust Spawning "Locusts are coming
 Spine will twist, heads will cave
 I am the funeral dancer on the outer wave...
 the outer wave..."
 Old Skin "WE smoke the toenails and hair
 of the wiseman
 under a BLACKGOD's thumb
 we dance like painted puppets..."
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