war song

pale bloom

Minefield
Damn minefield
That made me afraid
To step again on the grass

Oh dear nobleman
I'm high as hell
I'm dead on my feet
Oh, damn pocketknife

Perplexed through a prism
Reflection of a reflection
Looking ahead
At a half-broken mirror

With no face to say
Hello, how are you?
Trapped in the cell of a plain
She wants to kill me

She's a rose in every way
Following every step I take
Stirring my iris
Until my eyes can see color

Muscle spasms
I don't know what to say anymore
Words vanish like people
Legs locked around the neck

On a day when you just know
That as soon as you wake up
You'll have the worst day
Of your life


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