Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Quiet

Cancer mouth
Speak freely of the face you saw
Schizophrenic diary, dual entry
Paint a picture in blood
Paint a picture in guts
The more morbid, the better the story
Be a dark one, paint a dark face
Put your hands into the hole
Put yourself into the grave

Sleep and be free
Cancer mouth

Sleep to me speak
Speak to me running blood
Run blood to the valley of my dreams
Dream me the answer
Answer my riddle
Riddle my night

Night, a cold place
The Earth a quiet time
Sleep to me speak
Speak to me of Earth

Killer

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