There are no blood hunger parasites
On his side of the mirror
But on my side it’s getting bleak
Our words are so much louder now that we almost never speak

Outside I'm desert
Inside I'm howling
No you never did me wrong
We’ve just been together too long babe

Go deeply he said go silently he said

I think I'm pinging in the dead of sky
'Cause my cocoon is threaded in soft metals
If you’d absorb the mountain you could join me there
We’ll both be ugly failures and we won’t even care

Outside I'm desert
Inside I'm howling

We were the raping of the embryonic virgin spring
No fun out of that state
I can only bury the statues cause the dead have already been eaten
Threw a rock punctured the skull of the sea started a freeze out again

I picture you a waif on a pacific break
Where the yawning void of your childhood sorrow can’t haunt you
And all along my miserable returns
H-h-hating myself like I know that you want me to do
But there was always the Passion of Saint Matthew
In my head to say she knows me
What do you know?
Should we endeavor to hate each other just to feel like we’re moving pieces?
I know that I will always need to possess you in the abstract

In mock celebration of our centipede plague raving
We set the stables into porphyrian flames
You can turn on me but then you must expect the same
I'm not a different man cause you now call me by some fucked up name

Outside I'm desert
Inside I'm howling

There is no sympathy for the ox
Or the brutal wars that we don’t even bother naming
Just as our victimless suicides
The future is a poseur and I'm drenched in glass