Vacant Moon - O'Death

All of my sins just burn away

Left longing for returning days

Saw spiders reaching for my bed

Left home never returned again

I plant my feet

I left the ground

I sought the wind too

I fought the sound

All my all my all my own

Could have grasped a vacant moan

Then the hush of violence

Crushed the pride of naked wind

Dance the dance of broken veins

By the hands of all attained

Look what’s left of my bled heart

Left before you from the start

I trust these words won’t save my fall

Won’t bother her from last night’s ball

We barely spoke and now we’re dead

Left maybe from this world instead

I plant my feet

I left the ground

I sought the wind too

I fought this out

Rip out the leather of her nice corvette

Leave it on the shoulder faced away from the street

Bother all the fathers make sure they’re asleep

Bleed all the spiders taste their bones for a week

And if that corpse decided to weep

Chop it up in thirds and let her face recede

Sip from the liver that kept her wet

Wrap it up in folded sheets somewhere she slept

Bother all the fathers make sure they’re asleep

Bleed all the spiders taste their bones for a week

All my all my all my own

Could have grasped a vacant moan

Then the hush of violence

Crushed the pride of naked wind

Dance the dance of broken veins

By the hands of all attained

Left before you all the same

Broken from the start