Dal

"Let go, where you going move from, going to hide it nowhere... With my butt... like you left"

Find

words fade above the snow

the carved out somebody stitch

the carver's all who waves surrender

through all tempers looking back

the skin begins to crack

those ever double jointed blamers

Fine

closed off no power the wheel inside no peace

no feeling all disease around security

Eyes

devised the cycles find

a call that's never caught

beneath the locusts timed decision

Find

the vice grips never freed

a crease upon one's debt

and never paying forward

Hate

what will we won't be late

what will be left today

when nothing left to beg the moral

Fate

what is it left can't you say

who will be left to pay

when ugly crippled eyes remain

Fine

closed off devoured the meat inside of me

in freeing all afraid of life eternity

Eyes

burning of sorrow deep craving inside no teeth

holding on nothing left to be believed

Fear

what will we want with fear

the time of bombing near

with nothings left to have or hope for

Pain

what is there left to say

an ancient plan to pay

with blood and shit tomorrow

Shame

we will be learning shame

until we play the game

that in the end will bring disorder

Race

what will be left to say

when nothing is the same

and all this shit goes over

"Where you... nowhere... like you left... go... where you"

Steping out behind mask

kiss the mercantile abscess

run behind (teach fertile?) blood

the fingernails are dirty

Face the combination loss

and go toward the final cost

a cripple's desk a lost foothold

Suffering at the end scene

Fine

closed off devoured the meat inside of me

in freeing all afraid of life eternity

"Get in line... no you can't my my... happily remove one body... nearly knew.

It's not dead... every way it's not lice ladden where you going to go"