Head Mounted Sideways

We should let the mud consume this thing we built

Eighty years of drooling turned to streams of filth

Wounds appearing underneath the skin we killed

Head mounted sideways to shun the guilt

Swirling daggers carve their way to open space

Pointy nails embedded into ashtrays

Promises of healing failed to be fulfilled

Head mounted sideways to shun the guilt

Bring out your forces

Bring out your crosses now

There's a lifeline breaking in this frost

To see through fingers

The purge that lingers on

There's a lifeline breaking in this frost

Bring back my bed

Bring back the voice that fled

Bring back my name

Replay my talk show game

Bring out your forces

Bring out your crosses now

There's a lifeline breaking in this frost

To see through fingers

The purge that lingers on

There's a lifeline breaking in this frost

Blood has been spilled

And I'm saying goodbye for now

Watching the mill

Turning around somehow

Blood has been spilled

I'm saying goodbye for now