the opposite of afternoon

overcast in the good of the night

it's alright

moles are crashing out of the dirt

oil is in the cradle of it's golden moon tonight

bones are broken

veins are open

all done in the opposite of afternoon

overcast in the good of the night

it's alright

moles are crashing out of the dirt

oil is in the cradle of it's golden moon tonight

open eyes in the gardens of sight

it's alright

only when you crawl out of the dirt

frozen invitations to a solvent gloom tonight

bones are broken

veins are open

all done in the opposite of afternoon

only gods in a mountain at night

it's alright

fools and molten virgins alike

rolling in the naked and the fragrant doom tonight

solarizing a portrait of light

it's alright

woven sparkled cotton and void

open elevation of the cult of tonight

bones are broken

veins are open

all done in the opposite of afternoon

bones are broken

veins are open

all done in the opposite of afternoon

bones are broken

veins are open

all done in the opposite of afternoon

bones are broken

veins are open

all done in the opposite of afternoon