The Death-Showbread

[ti:The Death] [ar:Showbread] [al:Anorexia] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Death - Showbread [01:28.07]When I was a baby [01:30.68]I could close the world [01:33.31]Up in fleshy pink mitts [01:37.43]Now the world flays the infant palms [01:43.01]And the bones drip out in it's spit [01:47.18]When I was small I reached up so high [01:51.74]And grasped at the morning star [01:56.57]Now the wormwood topples down on me [02:01.81] [02:02.49]And smashes all my parts [02:06.16]When I was a child my bones spread out [02:11.00]Like peacock feathers alive [02:15.71]Now the feathers wilt like cancerous boils [02:21.36]Leaving sagging pores in my hide [02:25.41]When I was of age [02:27.11]I saw a gate so wide [02:30.18]And a path so broad for the taking [02:35.59]But the road to everything led to a cliff [02:40.78]Where I sprawled out naked and aching [02:45.37] [03:31.73]Now that I'm old I see the light [03:36.90]And I see it was never there [03:42.26]Everything leads to nothing [03:47.20]Nowhere and I don't even care [03:52.71] [03:53.27]I don't even care [03:57.70]I don't even care [04:02.04] [04:02.55]I don't even care [04:07.03] [04:07.60]I don't