[Verse 1]
I smoke to keep the wasps away
The Face of God in the window with its f*cking glare
The trauma flares when you're sleeping
And the myth grants us access to our psychic wounds
[Verse 2]
The Devil smiles in the mirror
In The Secret Hall of the Mountain King
I threw my head in the ocean
And now my body dissolves into a thousand lights
[Bridge]
I feel my consciousness cough
I am an army of everyone I've met
But every witness is false
My reflection reveals itself in splinters