God's Cock

No! No! No!
Struggle
Just think about exploding bombs
Endless depths tearing, light exposed
Stop drinking, start fucking running
Messages pummelling, castrating, bellowing
Exposing diluted gasses
No breathing, face binding, melting
You're resisting, you try resisting
Blow my mind
Fuck it up
Give me that fuckin salsa
No gab had to taddle, dad, you cheat, whatever, fuck you might
Probably will intend to kill, destroy
Some parts, only a couple parts
The leg comes off with a snap
Concentrate, new leg, new fucking leg
Count, count ten legs, ten wings, ten teeth and a sucker
Ten fucking flies, they prostrate
No weight control, they want some more
Dont, ok, handle me, ah fuck
Promise me, you won't do it
Prod like rock, simultaneously enjoying my socks you bought for you
But they're mine now and I don't want to
Bring you down here, And I stay down here
Cause this is a hole and it's quite dark
But you, you're my light and I need you down here too
I know you might not recognize my face, I don't recognize yours either
But the thought of your light existing down here
Between the parallels, of consciousness, subconsciousness
Then your light does exist, must exist, your thoughts alone
Penetrating the walls, yeah maybe I'll just climb the walls
In and out, penetration, penetrating, through God's Cock