Silencing embrace surmise
Sharpen up our knifes
And do whats right
Slice open eyes
The love inside is digging holes
Rotting flesh
And groping shows
Ants of reason cover me
Crawl through the holes
Controlling now
Two played out horses
Drawn alone
Up the hills of
My compulsion whore
The blade glints
And blame is found
Fingerprints are all around
Escaping with a tide on me
Along this beach
a stretch no sound
a look into ours souls youl see
as this sandy grave does bury me
Un Chien Andalou
(An Andalusian dog)
