Blood and bones
never leave the adversity,
with which the lifeless tones
spark with melody

Unheard
live demons,
or monsters whatsoever
The chills of summer
and the heat of winter
Might ignite a million suns
Under the skins of humans

Consumes them till they are burnt
or down under earth six feet
Melody drags with no beat
and no such audibility
Only exists under my skin
In my favors and sins

My demons, my angels,
The hexes, the spells
All under or inside us to begin
All lay there, and then
Under our skins