We traveled too high (our wings were scorched by the sun) and now we're gonna die. Aww fuck we're gonna die! Let the sky fly by as terror turns itself into fun. Good thing we stayed alive to see the end through spiraled eyes.
We fit the description. Eyes blinking. I think I fell here through the ceiling for no reason. Our lips kissed the cement. Teeth bleeding. I figured out it wasn't easy not thinking.
All I wanted was to not wanna want it, o but still got it and when I got it it was just what I wanted, o then didn't want it.
Don't bother to waste it taking the taste in, the power of the unicorn horn it's fractured, escaping right into the sediment. I'll strap all the waste in give it a taste then, underneath the scenery all sinking suspicion giving way to giving in. Don't bother to waste it taking the taste in, the power of the unicorn horn it's fractured, escaping right into the sediment.
from Birth Phase,
released November 11, 2010
Illustrated for ((Memory)) by,
Mark Bellomy - Jacob Ray Rose - Matt Winters
Adapted for ((Sound)) by,
Brian Goodheart at The Buddy Project