I
Feel you watching
From your perch
Above the sea
Why
Do you torment me
This love you laced
Worse than the plague
I would give
Both my eyes
Cut them out
Won't see me cry
Oh dear Lucy
What a life
Drop the body
To hold the light
Does it spite
The face
I think not
I'd rather trade
This pain
While I write
Better fate than
Joining bot-flies
Sticking in wide cuts
Til hosts die
Don't run from black cats don't hide
Full moon is just brighter night
In vain they'll break our mirrors babe
Just out of spite
Some prophecies are more like curses
Some feasts bring horrors of the worst days
Friday the 13th feels like a birthday
Drink my body's blood when I get thirsty
Jacob's bed sits
Under the ladder
Spirits come and go
Each new disaster
Turns the river to blood
Who's the son
Who's blood is now
Upon the rafters
Keep one goat
Send one to atone
Til the he wanders back
Reclaims his home
Hide your sins from sight
Til they walk back
They survived
Who visits you
Tonight
Watching two streams
Run down my side
Is it black or red
Blood stains the bride
Pale horse rider
Holds a sythe
All grains falling down
Is there new life
Don't run from black cats don't hide
Full moon is just brighter night
In vain they'll break our mirrors babe
Just out of spite
Some prophecies seem more like curses
Some feasts bring horrors of the worst days
Friday the 13th feels like a birthday
Drink my body's blood when I get thirsty