Skindive Salt Peter
Cut my teeth again
On the milk of friends
Kindness always seems
To let me down
Raise the stakes again
Closer to the end
But I couldn't wait
To dive in deeper
I'm in the way of pleasure, soon
I could have everything, I'm sure
Stone cold and bleeding
I'm rubbing the salt in
Salt Peter comes
Swallowed in easy pieces
Stone cold, but still keeps beating
Baptised in blood that's flowing
Black scented seeds that I have sown
Salt Peter comes
Raise the stakes again
Closer to the end
Swallowed in easy pieces
