Holy burning hand of wrath,
piercing forever through the heart
and this flaming orbit of shame
ravages and splits the path
Grinding, binding
Taken away
Needles above the prey
Wreath of barbs
Grinding, binding
Taken away
Needles above the prey
A wreath of barbs
The injection of religion
has a coma-like effect
And bodies lay in decay,
dreaming of a greener day
Grinding, binding
Taken away
Needles above the prey
wreath of barbs
Grinding, binding
Taken away
Grinding, binding
Taken away
Away
Open eyes reading nothing
A sky harsh blue grins black
And I bleed and bleed in this wreath of barbs
And I run and run, but I don't get far
write more, damnit.
ReplyDeletelove you,
betsy