coffee

Darkest coffee in the house of fiends
Half-way home between labor and dreams
I stood awoken and not quite spoken
In the land of high stake tokens
What am I but a tourist here?
There's nothing here for me to fear

Contestants try for the burning stake
Burn my body and take me away
Ashes to ashes and dust 'til dawn
Where else is there for us to move on?
What else is there but the golden cup
Never to sip it's glorious mud

Darkest news on the happy channel
Caramel carcasses litter every panel
I pick up the dead and I give them names
I give them faces and then we play some games
Shadow puppets with no real forces
Are you, or am I, dead in this forest?

You and me, identical tenticals
Tools for the man in general
Hammer on and hammer out
Hammer in the glory for every new scout
Caffinated, Dopeified, drugged up a wall
Don't resist the urges, yer just to small