Heaven sings no lullabye






No God has forsaken me,
You aren't taking me
Stabbing my thoughts
All covered in glass
Popping my dreams
Balloons without sass
But the hydrogen hiss
Of a flame that's punished
Nothing ventured
Nothing gained
Ill taste your spit
It taste like Shane
For devils
Who march with open tombs
Battered women with
Smoking wombs
Umbilical cord
Fear
Was never here
But arrive you
Will
Tattooed in pain
My self destruction
Is your claim
To fame.

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