Heart-torn

There you are alone,
Free as a bird (hated wings).
Tongue a mask of waste,
His eyes have shut,
His eyes are shut.

Hall the knife, clean the stainds,
I've swept the floor with her remains.
Now kiss his grounds and open wide,
Swallow his pain with all the pride.

Million faced survivor,
Lowered fists
Through stars above.
Wishing for another.
We'll wait and see
He has to see.

Hall the knife, clean the stainds,
I've swept the floor with her remains.
Now kiss his grounds and open wide,
Swallow his pain with all the pride.

Hearts equal blackness.

I will free his mind,
(you will see),
Burn his blackness.
Open your eyes.