Hush
Ancient purr
I swore off obsidian thoughts
And lay awake on broken glass
I bled out more than once
I drew the poison out
The scavanger feed in hum of low sea
Cast-off exuviae
In fragility
I kept my head down and bit my tongue
Until I tarted love
Rare form at the casement, for which I burn (rare form)
Perfect Psychosis (for which I burn)
Noiselessly whirrs (the perfect psychosis)
Then hear the reflections (hear the reflections)
The words thy demean (then come destroyer then come destroyer)
Then comes the destroyer (We'll fight with claws and teeth)
Then we'll fight with out claws and teeth