I had a warm dream
About death
This world we live in, it has
It has profound confusion
Barbaric battles
Take our lives by the horns
Ages pass and the dust settles
We return to our cage and wait
For the next chance
To prove that we have excelled
In the sliver of time
That we exist
Until that last moment of life
Is staring you right between
The eyes
Your eyes
Her eyes
The knife slowly pierces the skin, pain is not immediate nor even present at this point
As if death, she gives you a kind hug and walks you into the warm, shallow water
Great bodies of water
Great bodies of water
Lambs to the slaughter
Sons kill your mothers
Great bodies of water
Great bodies of water