Hear no evil
Cut me very ears off...
Be hardest of times
And now I must choose...
The ring of the clock,
The move of the hand...
I am the unthinkable,
and the unspeakable...
I suspect behind your eyes are things you hide...
I suspect the things you hide i'd rather not see...
Death...it is my calling,
My dream, that I am falling...
There once was little bird
who was thinking about flags and icons and...
Canibals will eat your flesh
cut us up, scraped in mesh...
Sitting here
Silent tears...
Keep hushed dear reader
The dead are sleeping...
The guilt sinks in
Then I start to realize my sin...
Open doors through space and time.
living the wrath of a criminal mind...