thor76

whats coming through is alive
whats holding up is a mirror
but whats singing songs is a snake
looking to turn this piss to wine
they're both totally void of hate
but killing me just the same
the snake behind me hisses
what my damage could have been
my blood before me begs me
open up my heart again
and i feel this coming over like a storm again
consideratly
venomous voice,temps me,
drains me, bleeds me,
leaves mecracked and empty
drags me down like some sweet gravity