Vociferó

Calmly she sat with her back pressed against the door
But the day you came knockin'
You chose so foolishly
You thought that you could poke the bear
But this time you'd find out

Why should I refuse this herd of crows?
'Cause they never sing
Twenty beasts with the blinds
Tainted dreams
On twenty-two parallel lines
God is moving gently
Should we put blood on the door?
The cards say no
Wheel within a wheel

Crushed by figurines
Empty carousels
Yeah, we'd all get crushed
Down, down 'til we become dust

Was it you that locked me in this great beyond now?
Lucifer is who's in mark the space where dead horses reign
How many have died?
I can see you walking in and out of your own cremation
Measure twice and cut once
Too many voiceless offer passage to her in the rain
Your pain is colored
Axe red, pink and blue cumulous scripture
Go rid yourself of machinations

Blooming in the fields of the lord
'Til we all come crashing down