Lyrics: Wonderland

In this city of icicles
We grind our teeth to
Sharpen them
Sharpen them

Periscopic tentacles
Sneak a peek at you, cause
I don’t trust you, cause
You don’t trust me too

The population
Gives every indication
Of heating up
Can’t control the speed
I’m fucking hungry
So fucking hungry all the time

1 – 2
Sand wing sky
3 – 4
Fire salt eyes
5 – 6
Blood stone stream
7 – 8
Desert pyre, lucid dream

In this land of lunatic forms
We cut our feet on
The backs of them
The backs of them

Eye sockets in cactus holes
Drink the dew from
A fire bloom
After the fission doom

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