Blood From A Loyal Hound

Prostrated on the grave and hope approval lies beneath
Sucking on all the days we always tried to keep
Knotted like tentacles that stick and take the souvenir of texture
Sip on blood
From a loyal hound
But I’ll never make you dry
One time I had someone who knew exactly what I wanted to be
Fell down and hit my head on an inch of foam and bled right out
Sip on blood
From a loyal hound
But I’ll never make you dry