house organ

this frame. it does nothing to soothe

thoughts of worst-case seep through its fiber

this frame. ignites every step

engulf the shadows it creates

smash

ignite

destroy the creeping eyes

hang the rope

destroy this weakened frame

two eyes lock onto my pulse

love comes crashing on my conscience

change my focus

lift my spirit. boy

change my focus

you are my spirit. boy

the crimson moon shines down

shines down

shines down

hold your tongue

let me speak

there's more to this than it may seem

hold your tongue

let me speak

there's more to this than it may seem

hold your tongue

let me speak

there's more to this than it may seem