Hysteria

I long to eat the guitar riffs from this song and drink the lyrics elixir.
To feel the rumbling excitement drown my throat and unsettle my stomach.
Let the drum sticks beat and stab my belly to a state of creative pregnant kicking doom.
To avenge and digest the arts from a primal state on the inside
And be one with the delirious energies of dynamic inception in a single moment in time.

Side note, this video is deliciously creepy.