Hiretsukan Her Article
This single swallows chokes
A moment turned into a way of life
Pull the tongue from your teeth
Find the words you couldn't speak
Secrets ripped from the source
It wasn't your fault
In a closet fit to size
The minutes go by one frame at a time
Found hung, yet still breathing
Slowly reaching for the take
She died with veins still shining
Found with a black eye
Beaten into her own view of submission
A single frame left inside
A moment that fell behind
Held down for the last time
The table's holding your place tonight...