Holy Father Inferior Paroles

Lay me on the salt line
Spine against ground
Bury me now
Roots run deep
Foundations sink in the sand
Follow me down
Slip down where the blood is brine

Foolish mother
I don't care
I've outgrown
My blood throne

Pulling me down
Pull me down a black hole
Come see me drown
Father be proud
Take this hand
And sink it
Deep in the ground Put your trust in me
Follow me, my lead

You'll soon be there
Mr. Cannot Remember

The boy proceeds to build the edge