Lyrics Host Meets The Cell - Penal Colony

Host Meets The Cell

palace stands
on the shrill
man overboard,
the kissinger orifice
cancer raids
on the front
shape-shifting into antediluvian
poultry sloughing off the tendon
marrow invaded by dentrific
I tell myself to pray now
fission can’t live on the follicle
and glucose
doesn’t want to drive
bushings conflagrate the sore
capitalists run from the dorm
riot squad comes to the rescue!
precious is the pushcart
on the dreg;
massive laughter from the Yeti
queried a few to find the trader
and whether
he ever found his array
I don’t want to give it away
but I heresy
scurvy of the finger-three
and you don’t want that noise
at all,
not as bad as the gangerine
sucking out the sugar venom
spitting into the Louvre
pressured the heart of darkness
just like a brain in the nude
licking the wings of a fly
ripping the virgin film
forgive me for the last 12 lies
I’ve got 13 to kill
host meets the cell
under this skin
host meets the cell
speak to the din
host meets the cell
notify my kin
host meets the cell
came walking in
palace stands
on the shrill
man overboard,
the kissinger orifice
cancer raids
on the front
shape-shifting into antediluvian
poultry sloughing off the tendon
marrow invaded by dentrific
I tell myself to pray now
fission can’t live on the follicle
meters turn into inches
and celcius to farenheidt
found myself speaking hindu
Gita collects at the door
I only tried to fix the problem
I was only trying to make things right
ignore my weakness
leave me to my retribution