Stomach as Smoke and Sympathy Guts

Locked under the water in a lake nearby
going for years to pray under moonlight
where amongst the fog you would percieve
the flighty stomach on a sympathetic gutsteed
Supposed kingdom under the lakes water
where smoke forest ships smoke warning fingers
the marrow is filled with spite is smoke
Antiquated pageatn of labouring hosts
These hosts have distorted still hazed hues
with a definition continuously new
Elected to run and watch abovet he lake
the poison purged stomach helping the smoky weak
The grisly hosts decided to send out
the stomach is smoke on a requested route
Near the lake is some delectable fear
engulf and pull off the head of the innocent near
Praying under moon wanting the guts
to hold my warming up to its luck
A smoke filled body would take care
of the weak espoused frame I bear
The guts rode up with the stomach is smoke
Eyes happy opening up for grand hope!
Englufing my head in a hoping gulp
Sucked those guts too right down my throat
Sucked those guts too right down too right down my throat