Hands drenched in blood and viscera
Yet none sleep sounder
I breathe poison
And scribble falseness
Incantations are weaved
I follow, mesmerised
Symbology sears your lips closed
As all the waters are stirred
The tumult; a maelstrom
Meaning lost to a writhing deceit
Eyes seared closed
All is as I say
Yet none sleep sounder
I breathe poison
And scribble falseness
Incantations are weaved
I follow, mesmerised
Symbology sears your lips closed
As all the waters are stirred
The tumult; a maelstrom
Meaning lost to a writhing deceit
Eyes seared closed
All is as I say