Whatever makes you tick
sunken bridges deep in the water
birds' nests, plundered and eggs rotting
corpses dying all over once again
whatever it is don't bring it here
Don't forget the big box of insects
even though it may be a gift
it was left in the rain
killed all those humming creatures
little soldiers who died in their beds
Innocent of malice you say, makes me shudder
malice as in evil, as in murdering bastard
innocent as in torture without intent
turns my stomach as I feel the depth of your guilt
whatever makes you tick makes me sick
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-09-24 16:14:32
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