DON'T BREATH

It is your choice, but it's bronze exhumes the crystal tombs where the Amarna seed has awaited you

What's a fucking wally

Do you want to make the bronze sing

Saw through the sky, look up once, I caught your eye on my wave of refute, then I aim and I shoot

Disprove of sordid lies, cut the strings on your disguise, rain it, bathe in the sooth, leave you stained in the truth

I'm cutting awkward ties, like that prick your mama likes

I abstain from that group, like the strange in the loof

Wisdom has grown to size when she swallows the whole profane the same afternoon

Listen, they like it, they love it, guns blow like a trumpet

Hidroboned by cuffs that cause chafing