Eleventh Dream Day
Tarantula
In the smoldering cathedralI prayed for a signMy doubt came down in a downpourit reigned in my mindso I learned to tread waterI kept away from the bridgewith nothing to rememberand everything to forgetas the planets turnas the planets turnIt was time that had burnedthe wick it was wickedit was time that I'd learnedit was time that was tickingin the snow covered purethere fell two drops of bloodthat burned through the groundand pooled into oneas the planets turnedas the planets turn
From Letras Mania