Jakprogresso - Synthetic Hole lyrics

Lumen skulls, helium flow, ghost out
Chest epithelium animal glands
Tubes, epidermis, stress lenses, tissue
Nerves, vessels, ganglia, flesh

As crystal sea ships approach around
My castle and palace gates
Panoramic talents make great for
Suicides by shotgun
Splatter brain against the wall
Into glowing ectoplasmic paint
Now my soul looks like work by Alex Grey
Tripper to the floor, as for my corpse
They'll have it hanged
From the ceiling, photographed as
Still life sepia, snap in frames
Addict slang, I'm boiling eggs in piss
Writing the people this verse as I
Speak sitting on mattress stains
Come out the blackness like it hasn't changed
I'm washing skittles down


Heliophobic letting the gas fizzle down
I'm doing this whole album
Sitting down, spitting, wizard gown
I heard that they
Demolished underground living
And built a Tinsel Town
I'll have no part of it
I'm broke ass rags in a bottle
Here's my passion masked in
A motto: Patriotism's trash
I'd rather burn a flag than a novel
I'll throw a batch to the hollow
Like cop killing mags to your stoppo
Flashing strobes under blood splashed
On a ponto
Smash selettra typewrite electric
You can't clash with the gonzo
There's something beneath me
It's living in between me
Ripping away skin and soul
There's something trapped under my skull
There's something alive trying to climb
Out of this synthetic hole


Slither through slug muck trail, sit in bile
The drip Hoffman raped acidics
From from liquid viles
Intricate with it, descriptive vile
Bloodline Walter, human genocide
Plap corpses into piles
Octopus cabinet, sifting piles
Split different personalities into
Synthetic integrations
Spit drifting into six distinctive styles
Touch psychedelic acrylic tiles
I got a frigid flow, torture under slow timer
Peel off your souls liner, dissect the vessel
Epidermis open, expose fibers
Supercoven toxic toad writer
Soaked in a sweat coat synthetic hole diver
I troll until I find her
After the rush I fold and
Bind her in telephone wire
Speak easy drone flow and blind tigers
I hold seminars with no flyers
Toaster the bathtub, razor at wrist
Bottle of scripts, open stove and lighter
Explode
Leave this earthly plane, music, money
Cellphone text and all
I kick literally nightmares like
Berkeley undergrads pulling
Out uzis and shooting up lecture halls
I don't leave the house ever
Surrounded by blood of stacks
And leather sprawled
I take Apache propellers up to the heavens
To watch blood and feathers fall
My chest pressed to walls
There's something beneath me
It's living in between me
Ripping away skin and soul
There's something trapped under my skull
There's something alive trying to climb
Out of this synthetic hole