LYRIC

Babel, confusion, disbelief
Sliding across the floor to me
Watching with fanged teeth
Gibbering flower, babbling mouther

Cast no eyes on me
I will not be what it is that you eat, love cover me
The things that you want dance around you
Until beauty puts her end upon you

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