Why do you love, to lick my wounds why do you love to twist my pain, why do you love to suck! My life why do you look so dead kill me I'm a dope fiend
The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh sex-n-sex-n-sex-n- death I don't want you I want your flesh close my eyes and dream of death slip away
Hunter of tears, relative to pain half of this world is dark with the stain the stain of unknowing the dead flowe buds, on smiling lips is innocent
A cloud of flies obscure the sun a stone is dropped the dream undone ripples grow and ride the tide the dead thing crawls from deep inside with its
A creature made of sunshine her eyes were like the sky rabbit howls like something old as we twitch to her lullaby the scal- pel shines in gods sunshine
Flower girls play lover grave games in the courtyard I heard her screaming like a radio mary lou left marks on you she just screams at the walls the
Her throat is soft her lips are red her thighs are white her heart is dead jezabell red rope burns around her wrists her blood is cold a serpent's
Strapped into the chair the needle now descents as they lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends blood beneath their finger nails, swallow
Turning the knife buried in your stomach I woke up alive black with stain glistening and new the sunset's coming fingerpain- tings of the insane come
Let the blackness roll on Mother's cool reptilian womb Ain't so cold tonight My fingers trace the exit wounds by graveyard light There's bone dust
Creeping like frost As slow as grave moss Like drowning in dry oceans of bone dust I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces I know the pale thing
Like Murder Stoned I awoke in your temple To blackness above you And death beside me Where kitchen knives conspire Razor blades make bloodless love
