Dead People

Fill my eyes with the burning storm,

I fall down and dream dreams

The wisdom consumes my sin,

the demons hold me.

Here's my dead and I bleed tears.

My thought are killing themselves,

The angels hate the emptiness...

quitness,

I whisper my sickness with poisoned breath.

The demon hold me only to feel my heart.

I'll take my arms and legs, but will you break them?

I spit my tongue over the cold sky

Here's my head place two feet across.

And the coal I use to burn my eyes,

It hurts to cry.

I use tears to paint my pictures,

I hide my sin

So he cannot see.

I cover my eyes with broken hearts.

It's so shattering when they realize nothing is forever

Hide my dead from the emptiness I have.

Your child is tired.

Where do i sit,

Because I lie down in your green pastures with rivers of pain.

Nothing ever ends when you play with demons...