Cold brains
Unmoved, untouched, unglued
Alone at lastAnd no thoughts
No mind to rot behind
A trail of disastersA final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride disowned
Corroded to the boneThe fields of green
Are bent obscene
I lay upon the gravelAnd a worm of hope
A hangman's rope
Pulls me one way or the otherA final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride disowned
Corroded to the boneA bird of song
Is heard no longer
In the evacuated heavensAnd the drain is drawn
And drained and gone
And all and all it doesn't matterA final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ride disowned
Corroded to the bone
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