Guilford Fall

Down at the station we question 
Our rations but you seem satisfied 
With the little received fractured 
Appetite with bismuth pink on tap 

Ascetic limbs gone tight and your lips 
Are clamped and grey crash your appetite 
Erasing every mark you make standing 
In the corner while you're working up 

Your mantra 'derail the train the train 
The train derail the train' take the 
Time to hesitate while what's glistening 
On your plate goes dry and cold and not 

In your mouth alright you see your 
Programmatic mind surrenders appetite 
And you crash yourself all over the 
Place snake ingest 40 times their body 

Weight but you you emaciate you crash 
Your shit all over the place now 
Open your mouth!