Breakfast at Chinnamasta

Hold that time
Get your fingers on your hindsight man
Can't you say I concede
I can say that man
Faulty head you don't know
Every which one day

Full on bleed it

I can see that one approaches from the gloomy cage
You're mine your cave you're blind you laugh
You take the saber's blade
Torn around you see the clock
Never feeling severed locks
And then the free
The fountains bleed

It's underground

Night collisions in the daylight
Shoulders are easing from heaven
Breaking the silence always heaven