Yesterday I Already Died Today

Even now where I adjoin the wick
Architeuthis princeps finds himself
On a Quest after the religious Satan
For a naive sin in a desolate accomodation
And when the child with the bloody mouth
Was denied the last kiss
It wasn’t an answer to the last one
Fountain go to your Brother…
Then not a collar comes there of
Is he still red from the ice melting?
Why does the young copy have to like
The anomalies of a machine heart?
By now there are strange shadows
That move where once lonely foot steps
Performed the dance that cried for heaven
Why does the young copy have to like
The anomalies of a machine heart?
By now there are strange shadows
That move where once lonely foot steps
Performed the dance that cried for heaven.