06 ? Between the purple scars
(first voice)
So I will expose your fears through your open chest
(The image of Christ)
Then I?ll drown you, soft and white
And crawl inside you one more time
To wake up burning bright
Between the purple scars across your arms?
Buried in the womb,
Ripping the flesh to shape a smile.
(second voice)
I keep the pulse at zero
Waiting for the dead meat
The sweet smell of desecration
And on every single house
The horrors gather around the table
Weak children sharpening an incestuous smile
Clean clothes and forced hands
Shivering on their open chest?
