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5. Death Blooms
Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors
aroma's thickwith age mark off the day reflections of
my life are fading
Pull me out somebody don't want it don't want in,
Feeble, frail, and rotting descending I'm lost in
Structure that's collapsing don't want it,
Hasten to take the body don't want it wants me
Past has found its place salvation is no more will god
accept my peace bleached will pardon me reflections of
my life are fading
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Feeble, frail, and rotting descending I'm lost in,
A structure that's collapsing don't want it
Hasten to take the body don't want it wants me
I just want to run around fly kites wrestle jump and
play
Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
cocooned in misery
I'm sick and tired of embracing reflections of past
time receive me or cast me away, god please take me
away
resistance futile suicidal ideas I will crucify my own
being satisfy
selfish needs # the deities justify my own right to
what's waiting for me
On the other side the time has come lock and load I'm
coming I'm, coming, I'm coming, I'm coming home
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Feeble, frail, and rotting descending I'm lost in,
A structure that's collapsing descending don't want
it,
Maker take the body don't want it wants me,
Pull me out of body don't want it don't want in,
Feeble, frail, and rotting descending I'm lost in,
A structure that's collapsing descending don't want
it,
Maker take the body don't want it wants me
I just want to run around fly kites wrestle jump and
play
Swim through waves that crash to shore memories in me
cocooned in misery
The darkness overcomes soul soars to the other plain
Existence past the door I sail through purgatory's bay
I asked a god for poison cradle me sown to my dreams
souls searching
death blossoms where clouds lie over me held in god's
hands death
blooming
Dark for fear of failure an inner gloom as wide as an
eye and
fermenting roiling hate death grip in my veins
unveiling rancid
petals flowering forth foul nectar the space between a
blink and a
tear
...death blooms.