Scene Three: Facilis Descenus Averni
Bring me this plague
She took a drink
Those nicotine stains
On his every word
My scavenger quilt
Will only hide the truth
Bring Me
Bring me this plague
I count the days to find what was left behind only these names I clutch will lead me to my home
Somehow this river marks a wrinkle hand in mine
And everyday that parts the water into two
Mothers and fathers start to drown the living proof
I can't remember these lakes of blood
Wrapped in a blanket, there sweats a cut