Wormpaste
Circle of dead children
Snap our heads back like a baby bird
It is time to be fed with sand again
We will plunge our bodies upon the dirt
And let the Earth eat through our pores
The gift of life exists in our ability to create our own demise
Snapped the heads off
Filled with sand
It is time to be fed with sand again
We will plunge our bodies upon the dirt
And let the Earth eat through our pores
The gift of life exists in our ability to create our own demise
Snapped the heads off
Filled with sand
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