Snakeskin Drape

Swirling on the chosen spine Carry the knife, begin to cut Flesh burning, to reborn, again Vision rebuilt with a new seed Harvesting fruits near the highest shores Mirroring child, we are here together Hiding another realm under your blanket Searching the fire but still not pretending Staining flood with blood, while you drank it Baptising waters red, without reflecting Shinier the fruits in your fabulous basket Searching your saviour But still not ascending Drowning void of mud While you keep scratching Tightening my head Like a devouring magnet Nima_sh.960