[Refrain]
Red, blade points knife the air
All night he sees it
Constellating his thought
Acne on a leper

[Verse 1]
Red, blade points disappear
Sets it's blackness, glistening
Curling and winding
Through grip mangled fingers
Bristling and glittering
No, nothing else lingers
Gleam away, little brute
Gleam away
Gleam away, little brute
Gleam away

[Verse 2]
As if after waving Capon claws over ashes
A single talon should lower- and silently plow
He carves the ghost mascot
The length of his skin
Stilettoed without interruption
The body including the face
On a bed in the dark
Without interruption
He imagines he feels it
Tugging and clinching
Hears it rustling and rising
With the naked intaglio-
Lifting free of its flesh
Silently prowling from window to window
There is no nothing else
There is no nothing else
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