I woke up surrounded by fungus With mushrooms growing out of my palms and eyelids The sweat was gelatinous on my brow And it was impossible to wipe it off beneath all the growth I knew my father had left me here to die Amongst the leaves, trees, and filthy water To die like one of the bog people To become a leather husk I pressed My way Through...Learn More

I will assassinate your foreign man We all got eyeballs in the backs of our hands Sound off the guns Burn off your brows Kill all your calves It's hard to be god With these lips And thick calves It's not for you Dish pit Pink shit Mice are kicking off fat Mouth full of plaque Ears full of scat Flush all the hair Push out the cramps Hit all your...Learn More