levitation crawling underground while everything is bound on me and I'm bound within all I've done is tight enmeshed around no need for a résumé the die is cast there would be no time and no lonely days and another me would take my place and drown while you stroke its cheek down in your womb a child of lie and lust now freeing itself, watching things from above, from above there would be no time and no lonely days and another me would take my place and drown while stroke its cheek