Catacombs

Lark throated spit through beaks tonight These gagging chirps were wriiten in disguise What's that sound? Caskets floating Hey you did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb And you would ever attempt to kick from inside of this womb Hey you would you ever attempt the excavation of these fossils And in case you haven't noticed, we're already dead This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage... Pendulum swing through tantrm This scalpel's gaze untamed won't feel romantic What's that sound? Caskets floating In layman's term sewn through matrimony