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Lifetime Preparation for Strangulation

from The Hill by Spoorloos

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the man with the plexiglass eyes he abides as the hand in hand couples walk by behold the crusader with the immaculate plan the truth lurks in what he decides he pays for his crimes with a dime pierced by a chain and he even tried jesus for a while both love and death are married to the far ends of his hands the reaper lives within his smile never leave the house bathe it all in black shoot me in the face tie me to the rack some people say i worry about the wrong sorts of things but this happens when i let people in the man with the hate on his mind is the kind who rapes himself time after time he lines up his weapons on the table in his kitchen his idleness will soon unwind dig my own grave mark it with a briar stab me in the chest blanket me in fire some people say i worry about the wrong sorts of things but try living in this skin voiceless he calls me armless he grabs me no leverage he pins me try to fucking move faceless he thralls me toothless he bites me the nausea is pressing try to fucking breathe noiseless i’m deafened harmless i’m threatened blameless i’m guilty of living in this world bladeless he stabs me senseless he tastes me sightless he watches my eyes meet his and we both decide to give right in the man with the shit in his life he is ripe with the triumph of the will to survive behold the savior with the conscience of a fence my mirror is the blade of his knife he pays for his crimes with a dime pierced by a chain and he even tried satan for a while my awareness of the monster will not shield me from his gaze perhaps I should just reconcile welcome the isolation pray that it lasts consume every inch of me have a fucking blast some people say i worry about the wrong sorts of things but who knows what the future will bring

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from The Hill, released June 24, 2016
Music and Lyrics ©2016 Spoorloos (Larissa Elaine Glasser)

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