Spines

Spines

I pull the shroud off my intentions

I see the tears have come to pass

I don't want to keep you waiting

I need more its not enough to hold its falling through the stitching of my soul

What ive found distorted in the bones

Something that I hope to call my own

Every part of you is perfect

Every piece, so devine

Let me suffocate your weakness and the light inside

Every cut will bring us closer to the silence of your mind

Atoning for your weakness on my cross of spines

Does it feel the warmth inflicted as the puzzles interwine

Let me carve away your imperfections its needs more its frail within the folds its biting at the had of my control

What I found breaking throught the bones finality as pure as I have known

Every part of you is perfect

Every piece, so devine

Let me suffocate your weakness and the light inside

Every cut will bring us closer to the silence of your mind

Atoning for your weakness on my cross of spines

From Blood arise seperation from the vein thies perfect form bleached to suffer pure of stain

Every part of you is perfect

Every piece, so devine

Let me suffocate your weakness and the light inside

Every cut will bring us closer to the silence of your mind

Atoning for your weakness on my cross of spines