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starving pulse
hungering
starving flesh
and I smell her skin
like funeral flowers
as terror lets me in
and the flies sing for us
and the worms hear our vows
two fates are sealed
fingertips caress and decay
while shadows of promises
hide the coming day
and the flies sing for us
and the worms hear our vows
and I know she's the end
but I can't help myself
spiraling into her
her tounge feels like a blade
spiraling forever
we will destroy ourselves
starving pulse
trembling skin
whispering promises of sin
I close her eyes
grab her throat
to give her the ring
and the flies sing for us
and the worms hear our vows
in this dead garden we shall grow
while our cold eyes reflect what we know;
that tomorrow is a lie
that the face of love kills with a smile

Black Hand

order, order, uniformed
their law, their word, their control
dance and laugh, pacified
dance and laugh, monitored by their
order, order, citizen
make me, make me, leaderman
we're the cracks in the wall,
we are spite, we are the burning schools
raise your voice
scream until the leaders burn
justice from a hand turned black
rasie your voice
change will come to those who search
justice from a hand turned black
break this, break them, make them pay
we can shape this, make a change
retribution for unpunished crimes
payback for our poisoned minds
we're the cracks in the wall,
we are spite, we are the burning schools
raise your voice
scream until the leaders burn
justice from a hand turned black
rasie your voice
change will come to those who search
justice from a hand turned black

The Flood

and in the gutter lies moldy hearts
among the rats and dirty shards they rot
make me burn, purify, make me burn, purify
cut the skin and shatter me
make me slip, purify, make me slip, purify
until no one waits for me
her blood thunders inside my skull
she is the flood
and she laughs at all that remains
while I'm drowning in my shame
make me burn, purify, make me burn, purify
cut the skin and shatter me
make me slip, purify, make me slip, purify
until no one waits for me
out of the past
comes the storms
like a whip, like a leash, like a map of scars and skin
from below, from beneath screams a thousand memories
her blood thunders inside my skull
she is the flood
and she laughs at all that remains
while I'm drowning in my shame
ashes of days and the ghost of an embrace
I can hear her dancing now, on top of my grave
ashes of nights and the words of innocence
they sound so much brighter now, spoken by the dead

Prey
lift me
over the soil
into the clouds of blood
where we are timeless
hidden from life
burning with death
naked against the sky
I've been praying countless nights
for something to be true
for flesh to outshine the tired sun
and make these nerves explode
and her lips rip me away
to where the lights kill the gods
and I am drenched in her skin
and swept away
for her wings bring the storm
red is the sky under her feathers
for her wings bring the storm
we are the fall and the horizon burns
far over the earth
poisoned with lust
far over the earth
screaming in her arms
soaring
far from this world
reason devours itself
in our hunger
hidden from life
burning with death
naked against the sky
for her wings bring the storm
red is the sky under her feathers
for her wings bring the storm
we are the fall and the horizon burns
far over the earth
poisoned with lust
far over the earth
prey in her claws