Testo Vertigo Throes Of Dawn
I'll follow you
into the land of the insects
Where tumors blossom
Like roses of the old earth
(One for each to pick)
I close my eyes
And let the vertigo
Touch my mind
I close my eyes
And let your vertigo
Destroy my mind
I'll lie down
Onto the sour, filthy ground
And crawl with the insects
And share your sickness