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