The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh [bad word] n--n--n-death
I don't want you I want your flesh
Close my eyes and dream of death
Slip away and take a breath [bad word] dark and cool
How can nothingness be [bad word] 
Trip with me and meet the sun
This [bad word] of light
Suck the world inside yourself
Spitting forth the night
I listen to the trees they hum
And hold hands with the moon
Insects whisper sweet nothings
The solar system blooms
The skulls of babies grow within
The garden of the soul
Where the [bad word] barefoot
And all life lives [bad word] on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile
Nevermind the cold black [bad word] that stains the kitchen tile