erosion is slow like a pip wiped out on a briar
the deviant eats and gnaws away castigating the hairs
breadth of the day, the Roche subtle covered holding
flayed the sun rests on the broom here
come here feel your breast little one the thicket is
dark the gossamer swaddles venial lips purging free form
laid down breathless no one saw it come
glaucous rex
glaucous sex
glaucous vex
glaucous rex
glaucous rex
glaucous rex
Mood of Doom 