You do not understand where I come from
Red fluids seeping through my sweaty palms for that taste of glory
I walk on bended hands and broken ankles


One spoonful is all I ask for

Red fluids seeping through my sweaty palms for that taste of glory

Cradling on a rigid ponderous structure
One spoonful is all I ask for


I ache everyday mocked as a display

Cradling on a rigid ponderous structure
Skin so rotten it will soon be ready to decay
I ache everyday mocked as a display
Bones so tangible that they peer out


Skin so rotten it will soon be ready to decay
A shimmer of light touches me from the corner above

Bones so tangible that it peers out

Know one knows where I've gone