Neurotica - Cud

I can see let me through your skin

When you hold it up against the light

Please don’t blame it on the moon again

Pleasures navigate the night

Stretched like a yawn and gaping

Greet me with the coming dawn

Treasures I can’t stop escaping

Frisky little thunderstorm

Spread my bed and punish me

Torment me with your sorrow

Lacerate me, lacerate me

Don’t try and mask your sores

Engulf me in a siege of flesh

You draw a gun, you open doors

Beckoning a violent death

I’m afraid you’re not

I trust your feelings are oh so right

Our friend insomnia has many lines to write tonight

I fail I lapse into this style

When I grapple with your smile

I hash attempts to reconcile

When I grapple with that smile

Take me in your scarlet hands

And bless me with your vorpal sword

Such a delicious arrival makes for

Such a bitter sweet concord

Your face is wracked with tiny aches

Remnants of tomorrows schemes

Still until the dazzle breaks sleep

And catch the thread of dreams