Artifex Pereo Granulated Eyelids Lyrics

The tick of his teeth imposing his lip is in desire
For anotheNot to have but to be
Not similar, but the same
He kicks the side as a start
Slinging arms with the one
Who tickles his gut just by being;
Steps lightly, trails easy, with brisk in the stride

Riding the nights
That rode childhood bedtimes;
Harvesting an appetite for greater things

(Borrowing bodies is a past time for me)
A hometown hero he'll be
(Jumping from the rich and into the poor)
Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor
(I'm the prophet they seek)
With his profits, he'll seek no less help for himself
(There should be no such hell for us to live forever)
For this act is selfishly noble and hypocritically humble

Spreading the line between
One who will turn his back on a man with a gun
And one who will turn his gun on a man; to his back