I give this black death and sunshine
Like a bright hole in the empty sky
We are premature monsters
Birthed early from a mothers womb
Not ready to live
And I am terrified and mezmorized
The faces on my wall
Were never meant for my eyes
Strange poison in my veins
Not ready for this life
I am horrified and hypnotized
I have these lungs
To breath the smoke in from time to time
I just breath
Even when I close my eyes
We are born under heaven
Scattered like corpses along a dirt road
There was the figure of a creature with 12 wings
Giving an eclipse of the moon
I brought this knife with me
So that I may witness
The venom of God
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