Where The River Ends

I will let you see with my words

I will let you burn and observe

But where

I go you can only follow

So close your eyes, open your mind and see

Somewhere out in the dark

A car pulls up and parks

And the passenger shifts nervously in her seat

And the butterflies flutter in her belly

And the driver shuts off the engine, moves a little close

She giggles a little as he unbuttons her blouse

She pushes him away and he whispers

Baby, don't be that way

I took you out,

I treated you right

Now, don't put up a fight

Come on, I only wanna put the tip in

Don't fight, don't fight, come on

This is all your fault, you know

Just relax, just let me do what

I gotta dI'll let ya go, don't you love me?

Don't you love me?

Don't you love me?

Breathe in deep, a sea of desperate dreams

I have no mouth and

I must scream

Breathe in deep, a sea of desperate dreams

I have no mouth

And somewhere in a normal neighborhood

In a normal house, a normal family is falling apart

And down the hall the little ones hide

Frozen as fossils as their mother cries

Listening now that the others have gone silent

The walls blister as sister rises in defiance

Here in the depths of the labyrinth she will make her mark

She travels the cavern searching for the minotaur

And she finds him asleep in the heat of his triumphs

And a sparkle of flame flickers in her eye

She nudges him softly and says

Daddy, wanna give me a try?

And he rumbles a roar

You must lick honey from a thorn

If you are to survive this night

And she says no,

I'd rather a pick a fight

And he reaches out and she's on the attack

And he's face down and she straddles his back

And as the moonlight fades from his eyes

She sighs, come on, what's the matter?

Don't you love me?

Don't you love me?

Don't you love me?

Breathe in deep, a sea of desperate dreams

I have no mouth and

I must scream

Breathe in deep, a sea of desperate dreams

I have no mouth and

I must scream

What we are you too will become

Liberated children of a blood hungry

GodSedition

They used to hang women like me, strange fruit on the poplar tree

They used to own women like me, necessary accessories

They used to burn women like me to quell the fires of liberty

In the blessed fertile crescent, they still stone women like me

And one day you will say just look at her now

And as everything fades to black

And as the jackals laugh in the aftermath

I'm not yours anymore