Venus Blue

Creeping like frost

As slow as grave moss

Like drowning in dry

oceans of bone dust

I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces

I know the pale thing in the darkest of places

As everything is eaten by another

I remember blood from the thighs of the mother

How much more must we bleed her

I cut their throats while they slept

I peel back my skull for you

I wept

Slow desolation like a funeral procession

The lovely one screams like she's caught between stations

Yes I do

I eat the razor, a mouthful of God's flesh

Sweating this blackness,

I remember blood from the thighs of the mother

I am shitting this cold death

As everything is eaten by another

How much more must we bleed her

I cut their throats while they slept

I peel back my skull for you

I wept

DEAD VENUS BLUE

Yes I do

Crumbling in God's sunshine

I am dying all the time

Love is rotting on the vine

Point me at the sky... sky

How much more must we bleed her

I cut their throats while they slept

I wept

I peel back my skull for you

DEAD VENUS BLUE

Yes I do

How much more must we bleed her

I cut their throats while they slept

I wept

I peel back my skull for you

Yes I do

DEAD VENUS BLUE

I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces

I know the pale thing in the darkest of places