Lyrics Wurster - Fyrce Muons

Shape your eye into a fish
Rapture known a better land
I don't know what heaven brings
Laughing stark demon tries
Pick your poison from the mirror
I don't see the camouflage
Celebrate yellow tears
Running down through the face
I can't wait for silver things
Sticky sweet from your pores
Microdot melted hands
I can't feel the fingers more
I feel the visions
Hallucinations