I had this dream where I up to a grand commotion And um, I jumped from the And whipped the from its lock And rushed blindly into the of the hallway
But there, on all lying next to each other Were and rows of executioners
Some were shirtless, robe less and throbbing anticipation Sweat delicately sneaking through their hair All were Some like seventeenth century guillotine
Others had crudely made like scarecrows Or sudden ripped ski masks with slobber from their clenching And some had burlap masks together So they looked like they were made of skin
Each one held a weapon, mallets, crudely fashioned axes And clubs, pipes, but I wasn't compelled to retreat, no
I was forced to move them Past their swinging The clubs, the bats, the slicing tools, the The large and axes, big boards with nails
and razorblades embedded in them Taking the beating, falling down, up Again and and again and again Driven to make it out at any
And next I stumbled into a, this strange marshy Where I was, I was drowning In squirrels and large starving rodents
Then above out on the treetops Several dolls fell the branches Where they hanging With nooses of human hair
They all, uh, they biting and sucking And trying to feed from me, to enter my belly And some pushed large needles into my and And as I looked some had nails their hands, torsos and throats
I was froze, eyes carbonized As I kicked them away I see all around me Of piles and piles of dead sea life, large Smelly crustaceans covered all in shrouds
And soulless empty bodies whispered A language, I couldn't decipher But somehow understood and cries were Feed me, me
They wanted me to around them, chew them up into a paste And them inside their mouths
And as I, I turned I see the shape of a woman, perfect, perfectly erotic over a pile of these dead things And as I ran to her and said, "What the are you doing?"
And she had no face and then she turned to And suddenly And then exploded into a 1000 at my feet
And as I took a quick breath This world was and decimated But an intruding tidal of microorganisms Neutrinos, atoms and binding molecules
I was in the moon again Frightened, and alone And what I remember most The ache, I can't