You are mistaken when you come with shovels in your hands
The ghosts caught between your teeth will find their way home...
And empty hides left that you sniff out
will consume you, take themselves back
Watching your teeth bend closer to the ground
Raining from your mouth, watering and hungry
And as your feet walk closer to the mouth,
You'll be the grubbery for your robbery
And how you will pay for the rush of rot through your heart
The fork turns beneath the ground,
It ends this way.
Empty hides left that you sniff out
will consume you, take themselves back
Watching your teeth bend closer to the ground
Raining from your mouth, watering and hungry
And as your feet walk closer to the mouth,
You'll be the grubbery for your robbery
Empty hides left that you sniff out
will consume you, take themselves back
When you chew now, you should look out
When the ground moves, hungry like you...
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