Bokor Avert Your Eyes
near the edge of a long, long fall the old gods wear black bleak faces come to watch to look under the veil peeping under the angels's gown to see the worm below forever is nowhere near the time we need to mend all, all together now one last embrace
here it ends here it ends nothing more to see.
how much for the firstborn's head the relics have to pay the caravan through the endless days the temples on the hill throughout their ballrooms so desolate the last waltzing mad carry proudly their battered bones like crosses, like beliefs all, all together now one last embrace
here it ends here it ends nothing more to see.
only if we dream we see through the smoke little creature, you thought you had eyes but no, you sleep under the dead wings safe but for the world outside getting closer to her womb creeping closer to her womb
avert your eyes nothing more to see no.
