Text: Telescopes (The). Taste. Threadbare.

You twisted whore i love you
You freezing mutilation
Your kiss intoxicates me
Extinct no longer, meanwhile
I am cretaceous help me!
You torture my submission
We are so threadbare

Swollen out of saturation
I wash my face and hands
Your touch unwraps my senses
Delirious, i am faun, yeah!
You perfect dancer baby!
You torment my infliction
We are so everywhere

You stand, i fall to pieces
Sit thru my cruci 'fiction'
All kinds of hell and heaven
You breath's my respiration
If i can live without you
Then i can't live at all
We are so threadbaree