I bet you’re waiting for the world to end
For blood mountains and torrents of chaos
To come in the form of your stomachs distended shape
Spewing forth all the things you wanted to say but never did
Since you were a kid
Since they turned your eyelids outside in
And put a number on your skin
Hide like a rat, down soggy alleys
Hide cigarettes in your sleeves, smoke them in valleys
That you carve from the depths of your hate, do not listen to those who would have you equate this with weakness, although in the end they’ll be right
If you sleep you will do so alone tonight
And you will do so in covers cut from bare skin wreathed in
Sweat at the thought of never getting to leave its body
(leave its body)
You will burn and you will break
Form but not enough to shake
Off the tethers/shadows/shapes
Etched into your restless face
With a ring your carved from clay
Baring nothing but your name
Let your anger fall away
Endless, nameless, til the
Day Destroyer rears his head and shines a light on our long dead hands
Two hands reaching, two hands buried in soil (open and unfurled)
If your body gives way slowly, shed yourself, shout, “you don’t know me!”
You’d call me by anything but my name (the song will bend and change)
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