Fear

I was full by your count
I was lost but your fool
Was a long visit wrong?
Say, you are the onlySo many foreign worlds
So relatively fucked
So ready for us, so ready for us
The creature fearI was teased by your blouse
Spit out by your mouth
I was loud by your low
Seminary soulTear on, tail on
Take all on the wind on
The soft bloody nose
Sign another floorSo many territories
Ready to reform
Don't let it form us, don't let it form us
The creature fearSo did he foil his own?
Is he ready to reform?
So many Torahs, so many for us
The creature fear