Year

Play my thoughts on mute
A will I'd wish to execute
If crimes bled down belated sway
and light so swarming fawned away
Snipping and biting pockets of chains
Rewriting History, by the deranged
The truth down slipping scarlet and limber
Another bonfire set to it's tinder

A master, a marder whiskey drink words
Drowned out the voices  'till the screams are all blurred
Cut out the skin, control the pain
Secretly wishing to cut short a vein
The panic, the thrill, the thump of your heart
It was the words that made the blade tear apart!
Lie to your closet, talking to skulls
As your headache sharper never seems to dull,

Your tongue in your moth getting awfully dry
for each salty tear makes it easier to cry
and the taste of the metal all over your skin-
Why did you come back? Where did you begin?

Every single bleat of the tortured is true,
Close your eyes but it comes back to you
Marionette ringing your head
Conformity you plead, rigid in bed
The air, the aura, grabs you still
Cackling manically of each needed pill
The words you ignored are coming back
Silent bruise for each blunt smack.

Love her, love me,
bleed it true
Orphaned daughter
to so few,
Unhad lover, unbade choice
whispers
the headstones
one true voice.