The cistern burns With the sisters who learn That certainty burns with a fist The cyst of this growth The cyst of this growth Is a hope against hope that I loathe And steel myself to resist I am an animal, unprepared A club in a drawer full of silverware I'm under there and breathilly holding Her underwear is deserving a scolding. Disgrace is the color of red that you're looking for I'll be wearing that, working convenience store Fuck all the garbage in unforgiving piles The landfills stretch out for ten thousand miles The cities wear a badge that differentiates But it's the same exact shit that the dirt and sea hate I am an animal, unprepared