Aria/Acqua

Hello, meek mortal
I've come to unblock your portal
Meat from my finger
Rising from the mire
Try to pick a way through
All those things that you used to do
Try to greet an unwholesome night
As though it were some form of respite

Say what's plain sailing
And waive what's remaining
I don't know anyone on the telephone
Anymore
Thirsty and moreish
A soft, systemic breeze
Did it cut you deep
Or did it leave you free?

I'm changing
I was always there

Close your head
To the living and the dead
Wash your exoskeleton
And watch my exultation
Something to see your clothes through
Or something that you used to do
Remain apart
In your cloistered heart
Pull back the sheet

I'm changing
I was always there
I was always changing
I was always there