Black Blood

Someone beautiful died tonight
I could see it in his weary eyes
Like vipers, vipers ripping him to pieces
Bleeding, blood coloured black by lies!

Foolish creature, sitting in the corner
Weeping for a man that had never been
The world is so small in that dusty, old corner
Cut off from my loved one’s sins

Already the dark has gagged me
My eyes are fools that strew the night
Into a perception of shackles, suffocate!
Until my neck is broken in my plight

Hello there brother, I’m breaking
Ripping my own self to pieces
Bit by bit, pain overshadows this
But the memory never ceases

Foolish boy, sitting in the corner
Perception deception, reeling into nothing
Begin at the beginning little boy
And turn yourself into something

Running is as flying
It’s been the simplest of flights
Don’t need to dream of baseball games
Or boyish playground fights

Flying is as dying
In a silent, desperate way
I remember once when we were boys
Oh how we used to play

I ran because of him
I flew away to the New World
With Columbus as my saving grace
Saved from hearts so twisted and curled

Scissors are my best friends
Cutting off all I know
And all that’s been turns into nothing
Gossamer fabrics I shall never sew

Ripped apart was he whom I loved
Ripped apart was he whom I despised
Nothing left but shredded remains
Of the brother I so prized

What once was my brother
Was destroyed in the attack
Blood means absolutely nothing
When it’s been coloured black