Al Di La

Al di là Eyes open now Feet sweating on satin Flickering pain lighting up Hitch me to the reaper, the reaper Theater curtain, studded vest This limbo you breathe in Eerie cold in my chest Why are you collecting plastic? Why all the trash? Stone-colored hands too brittle to move "Its closer than ever Did you hear that faint roar?" Sandprints, overdosed, you've fallen off now You lost now, the neuro-bombs implode She turns over and slides closer I have earned my urn "I have earned my urn The one that's left at my gravesite Next to the name tattooed on your hand" Flower blooming from inside a skull, skull Hem of the horizon The madness of all things