Her [Inamorata]
by The End· from Transfer Trachea Reverberation From Point..
THE WHITES OF HER EYES, PORCELAIN
HER VOICE SO AMBIANT AS I RELEASE
WE LOVED HER ONCE
IN HER MOUTH, IN HER MOUTH
SHE LIVES IN PERIPHERAL AND LISTENS
SHE KILLS IN PERIPHERAL AND GLORY SPEAKS HER NAME
GLORY CUTS HER FACE
WE ARE DRENCHED IN SIN
WE ARE INFINITE
INFINITE
LOST IN ABSTRACT WOUNDS
DRINK FROM ABSTRACT WOUNDS
THE WHISPERS DISTRACT FROM THE CUTTING
LOST IN ABSTRACT WOUNDS
DRINK FROM ABSTRACT WOUNDS
THIS SMALL SENSE OF PRIDE
THIS CAN'T BE! NO STOP NO STOP
SOLVENTS SOAKED IN HER BLOOD
SOLVENTS SOAKED IN HER BLOOD