Oct 13, 2005 21:06
waiting for the palsied season of change.
a man steps backwards, admits default.
and makes claims against claims.
what a smile. fox stole your grin.
cheap skates and lettermates,
were all losers in the end.
override the ambulance.
weve got a coffin inside.
let me blow the dust off my brain
and replace it with gunpowder.
too much thinking for one day.
interesting isnt it.
a body lays still, dormant.
awake oh slumber container!
youve got a mind inside the mine
of a skull.
wicked ways wicked ways
oh i embrace the season of change
for fear not diabolical moon
youll have your eclipse again.
make way for god.
bow down and pray to sweaty exhausted
feet that you can call heaven a doormat.
entrance is denied.
stuck with all ive got but theres little room
to be discrete when im trapped in this
glass case.
i can hear rain.