Your Throat Belies

Our use can rasterize the fall
The future hankers for us all
Lemme set the scene real quick

You have it all, you little demigod; the awesome is your cream
Cholesterol-riddled pseudopod, your claws beget the scene
Like an afterthought, she spawns ever sluggishly beneath
Like an apricot, she dawns o’er the ocean from your seed

Are you the watcher for all your worlds?
I’m asking clearly
What say you to this?

Look in the mist
O, you can see me in my prime
But there is no shame in looking
You don’t have to hide
Put down the glass between us
Look me in my eyes
There is no shame in looking
You don’t have to hide

Our use can rasterize the fall
The future hankers for us all
Lemme set the scene real quick

You had her on a leash, a crass depiction, robbed her of a name
So becoming, she was slathered like a lozenge with your paint
For what it’s worth, my liege, I’ll have you know your father was the same
So curmudgeonly, he lasted ‘till he saw her in a frame

You carry the pleasure within your jaw
I can see you swallow
There, your throat belies

Look in the mist
O, you can see me in my prime
But there is no shame in looking
You don’t have to hide
Put down the glass between us
Look me in my eyes
There is no shame in looking
You don’t have to hide

Look in the mist
O, you can see me in my prime
But there is no shame in looking
You don’t have to hide
Put down the glass between us
Look me in my eyes
There is no shame in looking
You don’t have to hide