Princess Coldheart closed her eyes. And waited for the kiss to snap the chain between her lips. They waited proud, they waited willing. Filed in, failed, and so she killed them.
Roaming spores and running sores and scorching fever. Score a pill to maybe. . ease the pain. But there's more to come. The thunder's in your brain, the.
In Cut Throat Lane the chains were swinging. Iron boots with blades on. . springs were lancing. Silver dance. The ghetto ballerinas tiptoed,. . blasting. Rattlesnake Arena burning red black red black. The gutter.
Go back eight years; you're sixteen... What do you see? What do you. Feel? A classroom.Yes.and what are they whispering? They're whispering. About you? Why? Laughing, no, no, go back eight years. You're eight,.
Flags are flying in the wind and all the world can hear us. We can. . Take it on the chin and fight another day. The tower's shining in the. . Sun. Outside the kids are having fun. Soldier lets them stroke his.
Sheba had nine lives that I could sleep in.. Sheba had the cutest little nose.. Sheba's lips by Interflora.. Rollercoaster.. Lizard Lick.. She stings you like the 13th summer rose..
d'archangel rises with eyes that accuse. A bouquet of black orchids for you. as you weep in the ruins of all that you knew, of all that you cherished,.
Sink in the quicksand.. Linked to the branch of a tree.... Can't see.. 'Cause it's darker than death. And you guys up and left me out here to freeze..
I shaved off my hair cos I found it amusing,. I faked my despair in the beautiful ruins.. I wailed at the wall, tossed a coin in the fountain -. Now dry as the sand on a dead man's bones..
Lightning cracked a crooked cross across the sky above the cross where he'd. Been hanging for a day (he was stoned again!) The breeze grew ice threw. Knives blew halos hallowed cinders flew together made a cushion for his.
Close your eyes and count to nine.. Everything will turn out fine.. There's nothing on this planet that can touch you.. . This cloud belongs to you and me..
Butterflies, three blind mice, eight little maids in a box. He met them,. He kept them, he carefully puts them away for the rainy day, when. Nothing's left, no nothing's left to collect. {Whistling}.
Peeling paint, dead cigarettes... old cobwebs on the ceiling. Feeling. faint, the spider fled - the flies played hide 'n' seek. We wrestled cheek. to cheek, pink naked on the sheets. A feel was cheap, a deeper thrill was.
She could smell his fear like black piss river; like. knotted balls of wors rolling in the smouldering. ruins of an abbatoir. Like suicide in Menstrual Lake..
You call me up. They cool me down. They drown me with a syphon spewing. ice-knives, nail me to my shadow, case me in a plaster-cast and cast me. down the mine. I'll dig until my fingers shine and blood runs down the.
My building's full of little holes with heads in,. staring at the street.. They sometimes topple forwards,. then stick at one another,. passing freaks..
What's past is past. It has its value.. I'm content I play the part.. The scent of you remains and there will always be a corner of my heart. That's yours, It's only yours. Believe me!.
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We turn the tide. We hide the clock.. We cradle the moon is case it stops.. We stroke the gentle hand that stretches down to feed us on this Hollowed Ground..
Calling spirits of the trees. It's pushing 98 degrees?. The mountain's ash. The river is steam. . I'm walking in the desert stretching halfway across the globe.