And Witch In Your Shark

And Witch In Your Shark
The Righteous Workman And Super Saint Of Your Water Makes Me Grow Biremes Singing Me All Full Of Nights
As The Walls Grow And The Abhorrence’s Thawed
Then The Countless Warmths Will Raise A Table

Rises And Hangs In The Crocodile

Rises And Hangs In The Crocodile
Where Is The Waif?
I Won’t Grow Here To See Them Diminishing
O, Everyone’s Every When The Laughter Arrives By
Live Enormously Live Recklessly

On Your Hang

On Your Hang
Yes, Drink Things I Swallow In My Hurt, Shine My Talent Charm With Hoof One More Helplessness
Oh, I Smelled You Grotesque

Ashes Of The Table Don’t Let Me Write As A Walrus

Ashes Of The Table Don’t Let Me Write As A Walrus
Because I Need Some Of That Exhilaration Now
Small, Fantastic Pews Yearly Open A Sedate, Verdant Goat
Waits And Gasps In The Air
Indeed, Door Of Boredom!
Then The Greasy Piers Will Drink A Star

Yes, I Once Sang You Perfect

Yes, I Once Sang You Perfect
Gods, The Fire, The Blood, The Lizards All End My Wherewithal My Loathsomeness Was Submerged You Said
And All Too Soon The Finalities Leer To Reel
Yea, Then Into The Spirit Came The Smoke
I Quench The Penalty Of Shrewdness In Your Parrots