Blood red messenger
Come to the war horn's call...

Darkness shrouds a city that once was bathed in...
sewer rats come around in the day...

Follow the girl
with diamonds for eyes...

Revenge was the recluse
In the dusty corners of my brain...

Today is the day i must pray
But not to Wilbert nor my left foot...

You tease me with that smirk,
your sarcasm has a bite...

Lily pads moving, without a noise,
arrowheads frozen, suddenly poised...

Beating fists on head
excoriating skin...

My meat would be fresh, neither frozen nor...
There will be no tombs desecrated; no coffins...

Arctic wind, i beseech of thee
warp these corrupted thoughts...

Every morning when i rise to the sound of you...
And every night when you almost pack your bags, i...

Filling with glass
the mouths of the babies...