The Nub کے بول

Floating, floating I'm happy to be floating I'm naked, I'm drifting In black milk that I'm drinking I'm licking, I'm sucking White nipples, while sinking Oh sweet light, oh mind krill This throat jerks, this belly fills Not thinking, gently streaming I'm dreaming while feeding I'm sinking, I'm sifting I'm calling, freely leaking I'm weeping, I'm seeping I'm cleaving, while leaching My disgorger, my forger We swim in your ordure Bring bells of bright silver Bring pillars of glitter White horses, they're screaming They're echoes, receding Floating, falling The angels are calling