Foster parents turned to fungus,
Several tongues hanging gnawed,
Gums shown at the nose sweat swims down veins and jaws
He once fed our mothers and slept in our beds
Feast lurk repeat ugly feet,
Feast lurk repeat ugly feet
They're wet they're stinky,
They're vile but I love them
They're wet they're stinky,
They're vile but I love them
We bred inside of his womb and drank from his gills
Bulging cheeks and swollen legs drawn and charred,
Born old
The clouds turn to rocks,
It's hard to stomach this truth
In and out like Epicac,
The mountains regurgitate for days
They They peel away,
Like sunburnt,
Cold and stale I met my bride I'm re-birthed inside
Cold and stale I met my bride I'm re-birthed inside