One Gets Dead
such an explicit irony of life
masked princess of heat
you make mud of my eyes
with blood and pain
half of what they took away from me
would kill you, and I am sick?
demons are not outside
they are right here
twisting by the garden
waiting for you
to take your pain
half of what they took away from me
would kill you and I am sick
where there's no place for two
one get's dead
and always the wolf eat the lamb
demons are not outside
they are right here
twisting by the garden
waiting for you
to take your pain
half of what they took away from me
would kill you and I am sick