Pigface The Image Of Red Cut In Half(ljp Version)
I tried that in my only room, I've thrown away the key to my only room circumstances have forced this path we haven't much time left (undecipherable) the uncollapsing breaks out of heaven (blah?) the aftergrowth, the murder the blood will flow creation's own depiction of sanity in a blankened shaft The Image of Red Cut in Half the image of half-breed hauled across hurricanes torched dog chart bring me bring me my tongue on a plate bring me bring me joy join that blank man tree moving inverted with a habit of uprise alternatively create and bring forth flames like parasites of absolution bring me bring me my tongue on a plate take me, with my own blind reason who am I but the last breath you took? who am I but the last down in the street asking me why? a black thorn in my side forget me for I am too blank to remember your idiocy collapses into nothing words of the earth gather around me words of the silence repulse me I cover my face with my hands because again I am too scared to move silently I found white light in the image curses curses curses when I thought about down the scene overpulsed me I stick my tongue to the floor of my only room frozen incarcerated (blah?) beast the innermost quality of man inexplicable feat for the martyrs that is the sharpest point of the forces of nature moving inverted with a habit of uprise alternatively create and bring end to the silence I cut this fragment of a rose
