SILESIA

Suicide is a cross we bear
When we arm you to the teeth
Amnesia in the northern lands of Silesia
we trample your souls under our heavenly feet
crusaders storming like space invaders
the storm troopers of grief

Delayed I find that you are sulking
in a corner among the disorder
Let me help you up when they don't
You can always find the anger in me
If only to let you be

Knives like piano-key fingers
Gliding among the embers
Burning like an astronaut on re-entry
Without an ironed ivory shirt
To shatter your preservation
Disarming the alienation

I pose as a reason for self-adulation
Without the pretext for this aural masturbation
Behind your eyes I project the lies
Cinematic fury between sparkling blue eyes
I relent and push away in the clouds
You're being worn as my own skin-tight shroud.



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