Celibacy — текст песни (Frankenbok)

To them I feel like steel, pulp, salt and peel
Nothing is real and nothing is not a thing
Reminder pinch and sink one more inch and synchronise
with it`s terms. Decline, it`s in here you will find
Splintered times and sling blade kinds that are going to
Cut you down blind. Suspend and mend your kind how?
It`s the prevention of the mind fuck. I`ve just gone and
Reinvented my fuck!
I don`t bleed for the things that sink and scathe
I don`t need those things with tits and arse
I don`t think I think there is anything true
A lover scathed harps in vain that harboured paint to
Celibacy
I heal like feel like what? That I`m not complete
Without it whatever it me be not passed down onto me
Down through the family tree and so where the thing that
you don`t want to be
I am not your sun why I`m no ones
Is because I don`t make excuses
for what I am not like yourself

A hurter and stealth
You`ve taken my heart now my dick and go fuck yourself
I have tried to lick and cleanse the purpose in the hope
To adhere one train of thought in you
I have stooped and lessened myself for
I predict and hypothesise that these
Outcomes and they are always so precise
I predicted this outcome although I am not blinded
By the lover of lies
All through the lust not the
eye not to be mistaken again
Fuck you! You`ll never hurt or
understand for it never was in you
I don`t bleed for things that sink or scathe
Thank you, fuck you, there! Do I think there is anything
true? Love it scathes, discovers pain
Face it although I don`t
My bliss in denial
Fuse it to bind you refuse it to remind you
Conclusive I bind to celibacy
I don`t bleed for things
That sink and scathe
Blissed by myself