Black Melon
Hear me.
Lying.
Eminating.
Fingertips.
The wall.
Violent viol-ends.
Soothe.
Know.
No rest for the psychedelic night.
Weaving ends,
Caresing the sky.
Death has its own smell.
Hear me.
Lying.
Eminating.
Fingertips.
The wall.
Violent viol-ends.
Soothe.
Know.
No rest for the psychedelic night.
Weaving ends,
Caresing the sky.
Death has its own smell.