Sunday, August 23, 2020

blood of the unknown

everything is on the line
while we lie everything is fine
but the water is up the knees now
and the smoke is filling our lungs
but we still manage to speak somehow
whispering in alien tongues
the sharks have smelled the blood
the circle is getting smaller
and we are trapped in each other's arms
alive, yet suffocating
the kiss of life, becomes kiss of death
as we whisper sweet lies
to make the poison palatable

1 comment:

  1. i agree man. keeps reminding me to listen to aenima by tool :D

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