Insemination - Pigface

feel ill crouches descending pattern

feeling real crouches descending pattern

light brigade fracture pain and pleasure

left and right cross the street of friction

kill the lights spoken about the traffic changes

(blah?) left behind decided not to follow

these frail speechless find it out again

find it out again

alleviate tradition just to piss in someone’s face

regressive lights on to see

on sunlight fade my optic glasses on the eyes

crucify her vision impaired

on the images target insemination

all the rituals come back

all the rituals come back

look inside her pocket all money worth used instead of (blah?)

can bring the words dangerous hallucination

forget distrust the man who lives with it

the man who lives with it

cry the kicking bones the hurts rises from the earth-lit bound

down on all fours

no lease love to please on again to recip me

disfunction half-sure for all reorganize another

failing to see the sick and agony disturb motion

a little baby…

motion ripped the bedsheet leaving, rip out womb of bullshit

a child died anyway