Saltkin Paroles

The crawling animals will seek all things
from all things moist
and I will relentlessly shame myself in rest and waking
Find out my truly void, the rabbit freer
I lie in wait, hush little heart

Still my sweating lips wield my starving hips
There's a cult, there's a cult inside of me
Form the salt, sprinkle it around me

Into a blood-bound, cease rounded fury
our bodies will return
Into a blood-bound, cease rounded fury
our bodies will return
Into a blood-bound, cease rounded fury
our bodies will return

The creepers blood is seeping
from this undead wooden headboard
Punish my forehead red in evenings There's a cult, there's a cult inside of me
Form the salt, sprinkle it around me

Into a blood-bound, cease rounded fury
our bodies will return
Into a blood-bound, cease rounded fury
our bodies will return
Into a blood-bound, cease rounded fury
our bodies will return

There's a cult, there's a cult inside of me
Form the salt, sprinkle it around me
There's a cult, there's a cult inside of me
Form the salt, sprinkle it around me