Twelve Fold Chain Lyrics & Chords By The Books

at last it started in the milk?
beginning as it all begins
it forsook? the source of things
and that which floated?
and made the choice to form a standing wave
and leaning out against the end
unfolding in a place calling some
and it
it gently drapes six senses over
this heart has cause a setted
and opened round the roots of touch
and let them
incredible sensations
it was the insatiable feeling of a feeling of insatiable desire
and all that it could do was hold time to that that it was not
and joined itself it needed names
and in so doing it became
this is the birth that everyone is always talking about
the one assumed but not remembered
but death does not forget
the end will remind it to cure it of itself