The orange has been peeled, Kris Kidd.
at the face of the waterfall.
at the face of the ever-all.
my putrid soul
is the ultimate goal.
and you can’t seem to have it.
you’re chasing white rabbits.
how does it feel? so close to the steal?
with the ultimate fish at the end of your reel?
i’m the face of the waterfall.
i’m the face of the ever-all.
and even in sleeping,
you know you can’t keep me.