A Bought and Sold
Can you never forget the primordial screams
that threw out your life, that haunted
your dreams?
When you're in to your money forsaking
your doll,
know you won't catch your death when your
luck's on a roll.
You dine on regrets it's not all that it
seems
can you never forgive what you washed down
the streams?
No I can not believe that you bought your
own soul
a convenience trade for the body you stole
Just a rake of a comb takes a part at the
seams
all your hair lies befallen the burst in
your schemes
but nothingness issues from a silence of
dreams
and you can't turn your back on primordial
screams.
