Hairshirt awaits you;
Regrets and mistakes entwined,
Judgement awaits you.
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Hairshirt awaits you;
Regrets and mistakes entwined,
Judgement awaits you.
Judgement awaits you,
The Cherry Sovereigns preside,
Life, they ask, is it yours?
They ask, is it yours?
Of course they don't understand
The question they ask.
The question they ask
Echoes sadly in the minds
Behind blank faces.
Behind blank faces
A world of bacteria
Nesting in the brain
Nesting in the brain,
Lurking in patient vigil,
The malady grows.
The malady grows
Like sweat on the arching back,
Evening twilight
evening twilight
juxtaposes haste and rest
as we scurry home
As we scurry home
Mangos bring sweetness and light
To hunger, to might
To hunger, to.. might
we just lie in the fields
feed each other's mouths?
Feed each other's mouths,
As the nightingale sings songs
Tend each other's wounds.
Tend each other's wounds.
With the medicine of love
Healing where it can
Healing where it can;
How were we suppose to know
Souls are never cured?
Souls are never cured
Imagine a physician
Searching for a soul
Searching for a soul
In a land of apathy
Full of empty shells.