Soap & Skin
Thanatos
Glaucoma on our eyePlague to weatherUntil they run dryAges of delirium, curse of my oblivionI swell without a scar to end the timeA shell without a star at the end of timeWatch the bend of my wanderingof hunting with the lightning gunTremor on my heaven sonTares above my kingdom comeTorn open tombI fell in your cold fission bombI fell in your warAges of delirium, curse of my oblivionTremor on my heaven sonTares above my kingdom come
From Letras Mania