Morfil Seren, Dydych Chi Go Yn Iawn

The estuary swallowed all of the me that I fed it And the fjord would bring me down its esophagus Built and rebuilt, and grazed against my chest I fight all of the everything and constant shallow breaths We put whale lines between the lights To understand it's depth We put whales in the sky Please pull these waves out of my chest If the waters like a body, can I float in us forever? A castle of cattle and wet, unending weather I bite your arm and leave a crop circle on you You bite my neck back and whimper, I begin to cry too Is this body of stars alone in its discomfort? And does this body end at the hair or feet I wonder I bite my tongue and clench my hand You exploded, sweet asunder You touch my lips again, I freeze in place "Please don't touch my face..." No distresses No contentment No peak too tall And no leak too small Nothing absolute Nothing to dispute Nothing to contest with No distresses You bite my hand I bite your neck You bite my waist I bite your face Don't touch my face Please don't touch my face We buried ourselves between the shotguns and the wood And I cannot wait for this song to be misunderstood