LACERATIONS

I live my life
One curse at a time
Behind the blinds I hide
It seems I can never find

Something I can call my own
Life that's not dead and gone
My own secret song
Crossed with these bones

But it seems the bottom line
Has broken the dirt
The poisoned juice of the vine
Has been buried in hurt

And I draw a jagged line
With the razor blade
Again and again I try
To find, to find

My own grave

It seems the moon
And stars are doomed
Everything's gone too soon
From the sea to desert dunes

It is the end of the road
Leads to this cold dark hole
Denizens below
In undertows

Answer the call of the loon
Fading to grey
Anthems of the dead and swooned
Why won't you stay?

Blood on the white marble tomb
Nothing you can say
Can dissuade the fire plume
Again and again the flame
It burns, it burns

My own grave

MY DAMNATION
LACERATIONS
MY SALVATION
LACERATIONS

But it seems the bottom line
Has broken the dirt
The poisoned juice of the vine
Has been buried in hurt

And I draw a jagged line
With the razor blade
Again and again I try
To find, to find

My own grave