Hollow Point

Shadows walk without us Drenching every nerve Old gods on new streets Eons of transparent time Grab my waist and below my neck Drips down my face and on your chest You call the muse and I give consent These violent delights have violent ends You were right violent friends Dahlia inside with violet ends A lamb in your sheets Body on the left side Killing was justified Malicious invention Crawls under my skin Trusted you against the wall Hit my collar bruised and raw You call the muse and i give consent These violent delights have violent ends You were right violent friends Dahlia inside with violet ends A lamb in your sheets