Tar and Blindness - Yautja

And it won’t sink into

But I watch and wait all the same

With ears full of tar and god

There is no room for feel or vain speech

Wretched viewing

With your jaded eyes

Gnawing, chewing

You’ve grown to despise

What first made you

Open up to this

What convinced you

That you had found bliss?

And when the tar and blindess

Is replaced with clarity

I’ll smile and shake my head

As your small lungs flood

And when it rears its filthy head

I’ll be there

And when it pours out of you

I’ll be there too

Wretched viewing

With your jaded eyes

Gnawing, chewing

You’ve grown to despise

What first made you

Open up to this

What convinced you

That you had found bliss?

And when the tar and blindess

Is replaced with clarity

I’ll smile and shake my head

As your lungs flood

There is no place for this

Only tar is left

And the rats will swarm to you

Like the god that you are

You could fill

Lakes with what

Comes from your

Eyes