Fashion Bomb The Stalker
Play the fearful game
A friend portrayed
To find it feigned
Too late
Seven seals riven by wind
The winter overtakes where the seasons begin
The tongue that splits in two, like a lash and sanguine
The serpent opens wide and eats its tail with a grin
Empty seats grieving
Dark and unbelieving
Absent eyes weeping
Phobic tears
4 then 2, then 3
Lurks quietly
Deceitful thief
Defeats me
Hands like a clock strike the hour
Pulling out the stem to rot the head of the flower
The humours overlooked, separating and sour
Preying from behind like the badge of a coward
Empty seats grieving
Dark and unbelieving
Absent eyes weeping
Phobic tears
Crushed! The memories
Crushed! The history
Crushed! It kills me
Way before my time
These scars
Regard
Reflect
The blood and flesh traumatized
Deny
These crimes
As if they commit themselves
