live somewhere in between of what
i´ve meant to be
pick the bones clean of angelicanteen meat
carnivaluate the short and tallerate the weak
stuck 6 feet sheep yr older than you look
cracked eyes black as soot
ariel ariella isadore is a door
isador able to close the sky and holes
in your eyes when you rise when you feel the
velvet skies you rise
manifestering stations ailing incarnations
a test of the broadcast emergency at last
ariel ariella isadore is a door
isador able to close the sky and holes
in your eyes when you rise when you feel the
velvet skies you rise
till you rise i fill you skies
till you rise i field yr skies