MembreBlind old crow scavenging a battleground,
Hungry dog spurning a free meal.
Where were you? Doesn't really matter now,
Eyes shut tight stopping it feel real.
Two wilds girls skinning goats in the badlands,
Old man fighting off a wolf with his bare hands.
I'll make you a deal if you try to imagine it
Cut me a piece or I'll have to take all of it.
Shrunken heads pickled in a Mason jar,
On display to frighten the kids,
Mortal gods reflections of an avatar,
Maybe now regret what they did.
Untied threads captured in a cookie jar,
Grasp this day for an escape bid,
Spare no rod, spoilers mustn't get too far,
Try somehow to screw on the lid.
Young man cashing out a bet on a friend's life,
Rich girl slaughtering a bull with a bent knife.
I'll make you deal if you try to imagine it
Cut me a piece or I'll have to take all of it.
Count the years - atoms of eternity,
Then one day energy breaks loose,
Time folds in harvesting the best of me,
Take what's left, put it to bad use.
No more tears, crying is a grubby lie,
Some might say proffers a false truce.
Tight grey skin covering the rest of me,
Feels the heft flying the rope noose.
Whole town down at the store for the witch trial,
Excess stock on the son-of-a-bitch aisle.
I'll make you deal if you try to imagine it
Cut me a piece or I'll have to take all of it.
Hungry dog spurning a free meal.
Where were you? Doesn't really matter now,
Eyes shut tight stopping it feel real.
Two wilds girls skinning goats in the badlands,
Old man fighting off a wolf with his bare hands.
I'll make you a deal if you try to imagine it
Cut me a piece or I'll have to take all of it.
Shrunken heads pickled in a Mason jar,
On display to frighten the kids,
Mortal gods reflections of an avatar,
Maybe now regret what they did.
Untied threads captured in a cookie jar,
Grasp this day for an escape bid,
Spare no rod, spoilers mustn't get too far,
Try somehow to screw on the lid.
Young man cashing out a bet on a friend's life,
Rich girl slaughtering a bull with a bent knife.
I'll make you deal if you try to imagine it
Cut me a piece or I'll have to take all of it.
Count the years - atoms of eternity,
Then one day energy breaks loose,
Time folds in harvesting the best of me,
Take what's left, put it to bad use.
No more tears, crying is a grubby lie,
Some might say proffers a false truce.
Tight grey skin covering the rest of me,
Feels the heft flying the rope noose.
Whole town down at the store for the witch trial,
Excess stock on the son-of-a-bitch aisle.
I'll make you deal if you try to imagine it
Cut me a piece or I'll have to take all of it.