These frames come to life as familiar
As the blood curdling in the back of your throat
You're on your own
And this contempt for the plight of mankind, utterly worthless
I'll feel better once this is over
The last shot was a keeper
Make sure the makers stay in their place
And while I hide behind these walls, I'm safe
Two bags full of alleviate
One's grief resized to fit on the front card
Hallmark will have a season for it soon enough
You're all the same to me, and I wish I cared
This is the last time I will feel your heart fading and near
Remember the words inscribed on your chest
My final words to you
And with your last dying beat, utter them
All these torn from the radiant wounds of yours
Radiant
She's sleeping in the woods alone tonight