Soul Apogee

r we such a engine
to serve ur conceit
we lost the atlas
that we can get it back

u come to mesh a web
to drill through my head
don’t smell what i have
but still we can fight

we all know
we r NOT ur savory PEACH!
we r NOT ur savory PEACH!
we r NOT ur savory PEACH!

but we all know
we find nothing!
we lighten nothing!
we seize nothing!

We r insects
governed by cobwebs

We r insects
governed by cobwebs

We r insects
governed by cobwebs