Resurrection

I've been drowned out by the rain. Still I'm wishing I could stay. But I'm sorry my old friend I've got to leave you once again. And despite what I might say. I measure pleasre my the pain. Measure pleasure by the twisting of the metal in the vien. And it might be very hard. Can't be more then what we are. Can't be more till it's over. Here comes the resurrection. Everybody's got to die from something. Nothing ever left to leave you when you go. I saw you strip my babies. Animal the way you cut them might be. Animal the way I cut you from bellow. So you goad me into spite. It's the cruelty that you like. It's the waiting for the one thing that you never could define. Fill the longing just because. Emasculate the ones you love. Have to wait till it's over. We are the less then mighty. Never was a way I thought it could be. Never quite enough to leave you when you go. I saw you strip my babies. Animal the way you cut them might be. Animal the way I cut you from bellow. I've been drowned out by the rain. Still I'm wishing I could stay. But I'm sorry my old friend. I'll have to leave you once agian. And despite what I might say. I measure pleasure by the pain. Measure pleasure by the twisting of the metal in the vien. And it might be very hard. Can't be more then what we are. Can't be more when it's over. Here comes the resurrection. Everybody wants to die from something. Never thought I'd leave you when you go. I saw you strip my babies. Animal the way you cut them might be. Animal the way I cut you from bellow. And if anger is the ending of the thing that we've become. For the mother and the father and the sister and the son. Through the shallow. Without wanting. Realization to mistake. Through the uglieness. The open. All the things we can't replace. I will control.

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