 
In the beginning there was semen,
In a deep mouth of flesh,
And the crest I traveled,
On a wave of virile mess.
Through a tunnel of mucus,
And on toward a vault,
With tourists and traffic,
I just paced myself.
Not I as my whole self,
Just the half that I had,
Before greeting the rest,
Of my better half.
A connection was made,
Through a shared love of science,
And vows were taken,
A seed was hired.
A cavern of fluid,
Brought shape to my hide,
In the months that remained,
Till the time of my life.
I thrashed for the reason,
Of spilling from the crack,
To the palms of a doctor,
To a towel full of scraps.
My brains wouldn't fit,
Through her organ of sex,
An incision was made,
With a scalpel and mask.
I should have noticed the beauty,
And not how it hurt,
Wet like a cherry,
In the bloodbath of birth.
 
| 1 | Agenda Suicide | 
| 2 | I Disappear | 
| 3 | Disappear | 
| 4 | Mirror Error | 
| 5 | Take Me To The Hospital | 
| 6 | Symptom Finger | 
| 7 | The Conductor | 
| 8 | Your Retro Career Melted | 
| 9 | How Could I Forget? | 
| 10 | Ballad Of A Paralysed Citizen |