Up in the light
Holding the knife
So quickly


Out of the morn
fighting for sun

So quickly

Dead in the night

In the dead of night
Biding you time away
In the light of the glow

All alone, All alone
It's a box so cold
The box don't know

You've balked at signs
And chalked the lines
And sold for fineness

Sold you kindness
for hounds
Dig the holes

In your hands

Wedded to lies

Of the favorite Child
In a manner to shun Your cot away


Now the bed of the swine
Has the room for all mine
In the city That drowns the life away


Me in the middle
Harbored from the dogs

on a random hideaway
In the madness of rome
With the body to show

It's the box So cold
The box still knows
You've been up at times

You've been hiding times
I've been short at times
I've been shown your times

When you come
and your body's
Away

Your holding
Your times
On the tame

And You Can't
Understand
What we say


Wedded to lies
Of the favorite Child

In a manner to shun your cot away

Now teh bed of the swine

Has the room for all mine
In the city that drowns the life away


In the shadow of sores
We will march with the bores
To the drainage that marks the tidalwave