Jul 26, 2005 20:02
Come closer, do you remember my face?
we wrestle ourselves to forget
to let the anger burn
let our hearts turn cold
Come closer, let me see your eyes
is the blackness a fashion?
the hatred a trend?
I'll dig deeper
I will find you.
Behind the pages lies a heart that bleeds
a calligraphic script that reads the words
hidden deep within
etched in life, etched in life
and stained in the flesh
Come closer, wipe the blood from your lips.
The disease that spreads from your mouth
your last victim drips on the next
why does your voice cut like a blade?
Come closer, look at what you've done to them
your pornographic imagery cuts their wrists
your delicate words drive the knife in their hearts
your blackened heart is a slab above their grave
Behind the pages lies a heart that bleeds
a calligraphic script that reads the words
hidden deep within
etched in life, etched in life
and stained in the flesh