An axis in motion distributing ran
Into the poverty of my ego
Distortion screaming streaming sending
Eurythmic continuity skips no double taps
Split open my chest and cut out my lungs
Sew me back up just the same
A stigmata a mutilation
Your blood dies with me I can't help but laugh
I can't help
Help but laugh
As I take
Knife in hand
And castrate my fucking self
Would God I could die for thee
O absalom my son
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