These nightmares you have, you hold in your heart,
The times now long past,
Will tear you apart
When all that you hold, down deep in your soul,
Are feelings you have of things that you know
Scarlett laced liquid runs through each bone
To the twitch of the eyes that turn you to stone
With every breath exhaled
Your heart beats the eulogy
And the tempo is slowed
The creatures fear as you lay in your bed
Are the firstborn of fright you hold in your head
By manifest loathing in the things that you’ve seen
In things that are done and places you’ve been
The tears down your eyes are like chills down your spine
In the sadness that’s shown and fear in its kind
The look in your ocean-sprayed eye betrays your still hands
And relay the soft meaning your lips could demand
Aug 8, 2011
Aug 8, 2011 at 4:38 PM UTC
These nightmares you have, you hold in your heart,
The times now long past,
Will tear you apart
When all that you hold, down deep in your soul,
Are feelings you have of things that you know
Scarlett laced liquid runs through each bone
To the twitch of the eyes that turn you to stone
With every breath exhaled
Your heart beats the eulogy
And the tempo is slowed
The creatures fear as you lay in your bed
Are the firstborn of fright you hold in your head
By manifest loathing in the things that you’ve seen
In things that are done and places you’ve been
The tears down your eyes are like chills down your spine
In the sadness that’s shown and fear in its kind
The look in your ocean-sprayed eye betrays your still hands
And relay the soft meaning your lips could demand
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