A Sutra Of Wounds (Code)

There’s something in here Choked, pleading, turning on a tornique Leather bound witches skin dolls sway Long lithe naked faceless bodies slide And the pain Is sensational And in the dark Your succubus Is gibbering And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Close tight and caged Tumbling, cascading Arms and mouth restrained Numb limbs a nimbus of pain And the heat Is sensational And as you fall Almond eyes turn And the heat Is sensational And within you fall The distance Is vertiginous And hungry Scream your elegy to me I’ll christen you with scars Follow me beyond The measure of fatigue Scream your elegy to me And I’ll christen you with scars I’ll break you on the shores of fatigue Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And will these wonders end Irradiant fires I desire oblivion Across our eyes is enscribed Dominion And this wind hastens night And in the night On the borders of fatigue Here flesh is a language and through It you speak On succulent blades You are crippled and maimed Walk with me On the landscape of pain Chain yourself to desire And I’ll christen us with scars