Dear everything, today I witnessed. A crucifixion in pink and lavender and gold. I've heard people say that beauty is in details. But I don't think they have ever seen you.
With trembling fingers I trace her jawline. Geometric mystery of celestial design. . Her fragile lips for delicate grins. To spite the sour heart within.
This is an advertisement for the skin machine. Paid for by the people that supply the lash. For these pointless acts of self-flagellation. The vultures are made up like mockingbirds and they're circling.
I sneak a sniff of her live wire hair.. It is bright red with random sparks.. My bionic sister teaches me inhumanity.. Parting her silver thighs and making love obsolete..
The trivial little things left in your wake. Are beloved terminally infected limbs. It is not the firing squad but the blindfold. That makes us tense.
uncertainty demands attention like a middle child and narrows focus. like a bone saw it is the cocoon from which the truth emerges. and once the pattern upon the wings is unveiled it transcends.
They heckle the gunshy assassin, led away in shame. The chameleon is my favorite animal. I learned that boys in dresses are okay on the last day of school.
She rolls out of bed. With the blankets wrapped around her. Around her dragging like the. Virgin's wedding gown. . There's a scarlet hourglass. At the base of her spine.
Long hair, lace - up boots. Red lipstick in my pocket. I'm on my own now. Backyard of your mind. No more words are spoken. Who knows what's left behind.
You called me last night. To say good-bye.. All I have to do is to delete your number. . Well, I really couldn't break your heart. It's made of silicon.
When she talks I turn around. And it's alright. You're living deeply now. And you're alright. . But just leave a light on. For the night is rollin' in.
It's not sadness that sings a song that lets him breathe. A man who jammed the world down his sleeve. Fled on his back he fills the sky, now. With words that brought a tear to my eye.
Sweetmeat. by Pigface. album:. I love all aminals but they don't love me back.. i tend to put them in a state of full attack.. . You think I'd pet a kitten and it would rub against me.
Suck, suck, suck. There is no God up in the sky tonight. No sign of heaven anywhere in sight. . All that was true is left behind. Once I could see, now I am blind.
Suck, suck, suck. There is no God up in the sky tonight. No sign of heaven anywhere in sight. . All that was true is left behind. Once I could see, now I am blind.
[i'm not sure about most of the lyrics to this one, it shouldn't be too. hard to find the correct ones at a Connelly homepage or something]. the sound of secrets.
It's up in the middle of something(?). And I wait my time too much. And I tell my *?* to down. *?* than life. *?* to life. I'll tell my *?* to down. Sweet...Can't lose it.
Blood [x7]. Slut [x4]. Blood Pain [x8]. Blood [x2]. Blood Pain [x2]. Blood. Can't hurt me. No you can't....
Seven words and just one riff!. (repeat). ?it's the only one we've got, we know it's hot?. Seven words and just one riff. (or, the alternative Denver show lyrics, sung by Ogre:.
White lightning man. Kill the night. Bring the light for those who need to hide. When your glowing known he stills the cold. In psychic heat begin to fall apart.