Movements:

A. Sarcophagi

B. Umbilical Syllables

C. Facilis Descenus Averni

D. Con Safo

A. Sarcophagi

The ocean floor is hidden

From your viewing lens

A depth perception

Languished in the night

All my life,I’ve been

Sowing the wounds

But the seeds sprout

A lachrymal cloud

B. Umbilical Syllables

Nino preparate

Que vas sufrir

Nino preparate

Salte veneno

Nino preparate

Salte de aqui

Nino preparate

Labios temblando

Nino preparate

Salte veneno

Nino preparate

Salte de aqui

Nino preparate

Brincan los cuerpos

Vas a sufrir

My nails peel back

When the taxidermist ruined

Goose stepped the freckling impatience

All the brittle tombs

Five hundred little q’s

I’m splitting hairs to

Match the faces

All night long I’ll hunt for you

Let me show you what I mean

Sangre

Sonando

De rabia naci

Now this train don’t lie

An abortion that survived

A lineage of

Bastard mastacation

All the severed proof

Talons scratch my suite

These are the feathers

That replace them

All night I’ll hunt for you

Let me show you what I mean

Sangre

Sonando

De rabia nací

Who do you trust

Will they feed us the womb

Chrome the fetal mirage

Will they feed us the womb

I found the remnants

Of a crescent fang

It cleaned my wing

Down to the bone

Umbilical syllables

Left to decode

There was no cradle

I can taste it

Come on now

All night I’ll hunt for you

Let me show you what I mean

Sangre

Sonando

De rabia naci

Who do you trust

Will they feed us the womb

Chrome the fetal mirage

Will they feed us the womb

Bring me this plague

She took a drink

Those nicotine stains

On his every word

My scavenger quilt

Will only hide the truth

Bring me

Bring me this plague

C. Facilis Descenus Averni

I count the days to find

What was left behind

Only these names I clutch

Will lead me to my home

Somehow this river marks

A wrinkle hand in mine

And everyday that parts

The water into two

Mothers and feathers start

To drown the living proof

I can’t remember these lakes of blood

Wrapped in a blanket

There sweats a cut

Who do you trust

Will they feed us the womb

Chrome the fetal mirage

Will they feed us the womb

D. Con Safo

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