Katapillar Lyrics

Fountain of health, before my lambs, before my hands, before my lambs. Breathing down my neck is the shadow of my past. I can control it, should I let it out? It'll come knocking, beating down your spine. Break free to sell yourself to persistence the sow of virgin ignorance. My sought for matter bitterance. Behold the fool. Behold my tool. Commentary, from a world below. The trees bellow. The earth decayed. The symphony of crocodiles dazzle in masquerade. Something deeper below the sand. The sentiment contains the flesh. The flesh at hand, no more. He. The sent controls us. The sent at hand. I bare the bore. Its tusks are mine. I live below the sands of time and misery. The vines drape down, strangle the light. Potent and supreme. Birds come down the waterfall. See them as they fall. Portals to an underworld. Lakes and trees sprout fourth. Rain winds against my face. For he to not embrace. Psycho in the water. Sing it. The king of man shall rise and fall. Praise. Twisted in these vines. Mother earth holds him high. High enough into the light. Soak him full of vitamins. Rise him to the skye. See into his eye. Oh mother. Seismic teachings. DNA. Built into the light. Built into the feedings. The usual sight. Bleakly requiring nourishment. The blood feeds me. Sickly without it. Deeply my life needs more. I cry in pain. I cry in loneliness. I feel the rain against my back. My life was so intacct. I tie my arms down, hands behind my back. I tempt the thought of bleeding out my neck. My mind reptitled, my desires out of whack. My self brainwashed. Feelings not in tact. Rise him up to the sky. See into his eye. Oh mother. What world is this. I'm not mistaken. Pillars lined rows and rows. Legs contorting creep out conorting. Insectly feeling. Thriving for the womb. The womb, warm and calling out life. Life or a lie. Remember this.