this in blood I suppose breaking jaws I'm no good as the prodigal son and I know that you're mesmerized had a vision, made these laws and sanitized [?] I miss him so you are so fucked it has begun revolution crawls all over you [?] you light up the sky and scrape out your skull your lovely face will never [?] it was so unlikely doom upon my wrists I bear the cross my losses mounted as I climbed across the hole of my own soul I'll climb across I don't exist I am divine a ghost with eyes