Resin wraps the face,
so i conserve and conform myself,
defecated singly all the stupid toils,
digested every leaks
an irrevocable choice, resin wets the auricles
Dead is my ear to the chants of temptations
Death is an icon to become a man
Cos I’m fixing your life,
covering up all
Mental contortions free, every note of carefree
Is strolling as blackest rats
Mimeographed scrolls exude rules
Deaf is my heart
From the sirens call
No earing suave sounds
Ergonomic resin
Nature chops off itself to save me
An equivalence, living through
a deprivation
Deaf is my heart
From the sirens call
No earing suave sounds
Light Hearted
Deaf is my heart
From the sirens call
No earing suave sounds
Ergonomic resin
