Number Whore

Here is my shoulder
for silence that grows older
my body has no warmth
my body that grows colder

death to looks
death to feel
i see heaven
i see real

my laws are gone
no laws i break
you destroyed them
my laws you take

silence to the gun
for death is in my heart
two bullets, one for you, one for me
we are never to part

6ft 7ft 8ft more
dig a little deeper
dig till you reach my whore

buried with regret
it didn't eat you alive
did you forget the silence
or 6ft under did it thrive

Dead and gone
we are a soulless four
I am two, you are one, you have but one more score
locked away in yourself, number three
silence turns into number whore

all appendages full
just like my seeing
rot in the silence
my number whore being

sleep till you're empty
sleep for seven
sleep until we meet
in the ultimate heaven