One Gets Dead

such an explicit irony of life
masked princess of heat
you make mud of my eyes
with blood and pain

half of what they took away from me
would kill you, and I am sick?

demons are not outside
they are right here
twisting by the garden
waiting for you
to take your pain

half of what they took away from me
would kill you and I am sick

where there's no place for two
one get's dead
and always the wolf eat the lamb

demons are not outside
they are right here
twisting by the garden
waiting for you
to take your pain

half of what they took away from me
would kill you and I am sick