sangre

You'd never understand again
not so long as ignorance clouds pain
the children are on the street
still no food to eat
why do people want you to set free
that which you cannot see?

The pain in out hearts grows intense,
we cannot smother the residue
blazing up, sheets of flame
we only wanted to escape
these seven plagues of Egypt,
love was the first curse
followed soon by jealousy
and hence forth, I began to hate.

You'd never begin to feel
as layers of flesh start to peel
back behind burgundy walls
where reality continues to fall
do sinners have blossoming dreams,
while twelve year old prostitutes scream?

This curse licks at my scars
pain over again
as we listened to the wind
pretended to fly away and soar,
but only falling, always falling
the blight of black feathers
this immortal deed that haunts images
try to recall the good times, all that's left.

You'd never stop this hurt
with knives you still flirt
we kill all we have left
calls for help, yet we're all deaf
just stab a little bit deeper now
to pain, we take our final bow.

Maybe the pain got to us
and we looked for ways to release
such the emotions, blood boiling
kissing these red lined lips
eating that we hate, foul tasting
a sangre desire born deep in us
needing that final touch
that final taste...





Sangre