| Soylent green through it's lips I fade in and out of this world Like the flickering of a candle on the table Scented juniper filling the air all around I slice your eyes open in the beauty of the darkness I can imagine streams of light escaping from empty sockets Not for the sake of her love But for the sake of my insanity I lay awake at night Voicing the tragedies of us all She bore a mannequin's figure Pronouncing the colors and variations of a summer dress She mourned the city in an amber aura And a smile that was contemporary but provocative still A demon will drag her body across the cellar floor And string her upside down from the beams Flayed and missing vital organs Displayed like a gutted animal She is gone just before the interlude begins She bares the same fortune as the moon As she once bore the same smile She is gone now And I pray for the death of the world The beautiful psalms of hades Somtimes we climb the furnace at night And make way to the roof tops To lose all sense of reality Even if its just for one night I remember reptiles blood on the sidewalk Smeared all over bare hands Like a gift of weather in the summer Or the promise of death in the winter I collect the pieces in a small pan on the floor Placed perfectly under a bloodied skeleton And I run my fingers down the notches of the spine Percision is everything and anything Your mutilation was for God But your soul Your soul was always for me I hear it in movements like the symphony of an opera Always in motion I wish you could caress my sun bleached bones With a pornographic memory I wish there were mortal lacerations on my hands and face And I wish I could see you one last time Like a portrait of the madonna post-mortem You should know that the devil is real And that he is with me now You should know that I was born to murder the world And we are all going to die |
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