Have you seen your face in the firelight?
The way it contorts every smile
And writhes before your eyes
Waiting to swallow you alive

We wear a tourniquet of shadows
To cease the flow from our hearts
Praise Icons with trembling hands
Until we mimic their lives

The incence burns my poor lungs/
As the puppet becomes unstrung
I have bled my share into the snow/
Even the sun is growing cold

The roaches nest in our home
I don't think we are welcome anymore
It is time to let the bonfires
Lead us into the thirsting night

And what of the rodent speech?
Grooming us until the bitter end
Lulling us into a fitful sleep
As we try to comprehend
Why we are kept inside
Staring at the conflagration
Or left to drift through life
All alone in our stagnation

The roaches nest in our home...

I will stay where I have always been
please don't leave without me

I don't know where I am supposed to go
I don't know where I am supposed to be
I will stay where I have always been
Please don't leave without me

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