There\u2019s sleep in your eyes
\nA darkly expression
\nThe veins on your nose
\nA sad progression
\nA sulphurous sweep
\nYour hair sort of tousled
\nOut and about
\nAn ugly depression<\/p>\n
You kill to be seen
\nAnd strip off their pure skin
\nCured in the rivers
\nDarkly and pure sin
\nWearing the ugliness
\nSewed with real gut
\nMoving the fantasy
\nOpen and shut<\/p>\n
She walks the cat like
\nWiggling her frame
\nWatchful designers
\nCaught in the flame
\nTight over body
\nA sinister smile
\nDripping with blood lust
\nMaking a pile<\/p>\n
Feminine standards
\nLost in the dark
\nBeautiful fur babes
\nLost from the park
\nRiddled with blood lust
\nSnotty and grey
\nWe stole the beavers
\nAnd made them pay <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There\u2019s sleep in your eyes A darkly expression The veins on your nose A sad progression A sulphurous sweep Your hair sort of tousled Out and about An ugly depression You kill to be seen And strip off their pure … Continue reading