1. GENES

Books hold cures but genes are pure.
We want to be clean,
I want to be pure.
But alone with no grace there is no cure.

There is no cure.
With nothing to leave behind, objects dissolve along warring lines.
We want to be clean, I want to be pure.
But alone with no grace there is no cure.

There is no cure.
Objects burn through hands.
The final mark of the learned man.
Books leave scars but genes are.


2. BOGS

Sucked in a sea through open pores, windblown sand clots the tear.
Snow pounds through my winding veins as I freeze into a trance again.
A bog flows from my mouth, life begins anew.
My world laps at your feet, swallow you whole and drown your spirit.

From frigid sleep I once awoke, but eternal winter is my home.
A bog flows from my mouth, life begins anew.


3. HUNGER

Hunger wears masks, hunger disguised.
Hunger seizes me, makes me wild.
Hunger speaks with many voices.
Hunger seizes me, makes me wild.
In the shadow of the beast.


4. FATHERS

I’m bursting with life, mother, your blood is mine.
I’m bursting with life, father, your blood is
mine.
Sons and fathers die but blood lives on.
My roots are deep.


5. REPRODUCE

My time is short, but I’m not confused, I’m here to survive and reproduce.
May the strength of my bloodline be birthed from your womb.
Perfectly evolved to breed, now I’ll spread my seed.
Flesh computer dictates my every move.

Proportions are measured as bodies move into my view.
May the strength of my bloodline be birthed from your womb.
Perfectly evolved to breed, now I’ll spread my seed.
What value do you have to my future beast?

Emotions force us together and populations increase.
May the strength of my bloodline be birthed from your womb.
Reproduce.