Be Father - Gulfer

Every time like old stretched days

Pre-ordered as failure types

Hallowed lights on our bruise’s traces

Second scene to the movie’s ending

Covered dots you see

Morning dark ages

I could never could I get you to everyone else

Be father as stains stock on holy shoulders

Assignation as the name you gave it, we hate it

At least you kept us alive, in a way you liked it

Leaks like angels born on sinking ships

We won’t, we won’t

I’d like to say you’re wrong on things

Like piling out the hours and piling out the hours

To feel wheels