The Family And The Fishing Net-Primus

[ti:The Family And The Fishing Net] [ar:Primus] [al:Rhinoplasty] [by:] [offset:0] [00:42.63]Suffocated by mirrors stained by dreams [00:55.24]Her honey belly pulls the seams [00:59.52]Curves are still upon the hinge [01:03.65]Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin [01:07.90]Moist as grass ripe and heavy as the night [01:15.09]The sponge is full well out of sight [01:19.32]All around the conversations [01:22.27]Icing on the warm flesh cake [01:28.09]Light creeps through her secret tunnels [01:37.09]Sucked into the open spaces [01:44.59]Burning out in sudden flashes [01:53.04]Draining blood from well-fed faces [01:57.85]Desires form in subtle whispers [02:33.78]Flex the muscles in denial [02:38.07]Up and down its pristine cage [02:42.13]So the music so the trial [02:46.50]Vows of sacrifice headless chickens [02:50.21] [02:52.64]Dance in circles they the blessed [03:02.01]Man and wife undressed by all [03:07.88]Their grafted trunks in heat possessed [03:12.71]Even as the soft skins tingle [03:41.87]They mingle with the homeless mother [03:46.37]Who loves the day but lives another [03:50.62]That once was hers [03:52.94]The worried father long lost lover [03:58.82]Brushes ashes with his broom [04:02.59]Rehearses jokes to fly and hover [04:07.35]Bursting over the bride and groom [04:12.14]And the talk goes on [04:14.08]Memories crash on tireless waves [04:45.86]The lifeguards whom the winter saves [04:53.39]Silence falls the guillotine [05:16.22]All the doors are shut [05:19.53]Nervous hands grip tight the knife [05:24.86]In the darkness till the cake is cut [05:30.17]Passed around in little pieces [05:33.42] [05:35.52]The body and the flesh [05:42.54]The family and the fishing-net [05:52.02]And another in the mesh [05:58.67]The body and the flesh