Circa Songtext
von Death Vessel

Remnant fauna circa days to come will take the cake
Having teethed on only scum, outstretched gums coarsely threaded

Oblong lost trait soft to a fault - a nonscape


Enter the text, thumbs convexed
Values in place of what you′d say are okay
How urchinous, neelesque things
Ultimately align in the wake of infinity

Area real through and through all we blew making believe

Making believe it off your chest
Combing through circa your death