[00:25.50]Silently[00:31.13]You creep along the tangent to my tongue[00:39.82]Begone[00:43.23]Your tracks tingle and force me to scratch[00:51.83]Don’t look back[00:55.30]Your thatch bends to the shape of my wavelength[01:03.80]Sensation[01:07.21]My nerves detach and burst into climax[01:17.74]My senses collapse[01:23.58]Consciences dispatch[01:29.64]Gone with your touch[01:55.85]Imagination[01:57.99]Misconception[01:59.76]Fabrication[02:01.56]Self-deception[02:03.46]Dissolution[02:05.41]Indigestion[02:07.17]Suppuration[02:08.98]Decomposition[02:19.21]With a crunch[02:20.84]Blue juices ooze out[02:23.09]Your muscles stimulate my taste buds[02:31.38]The flavours amass[02:37.03]My visions start to clash[02:43.22]I’ve conquered you at last[02:49.17]Sickening molts unwrap[02:55.07]Thought circuits start to lag[03:01.32]Everything leaves me nauseous[03:07.16]But I’ve conquered you at last