Head Mounted Sideways

We should let the mud consume this thing we built 80 years of drooling turned to streams of filth Wounds appearing underneath the skin we killed Head mounted sideways to shun the guilt Swirling daggers carve their way to open space Pointy nails embedded into ashtrays Promises of healing failed to be fulfilled Head mounted sideways to shun the guilt Bring out your forces Bring out your crosses now There’s a lifeline breaking in this frost To see through fingеrs the purge that lingers on Thеre’s a lifeline breaking in this frost Bring back my bed Bring back the voice that fled Bring back my name Replay my talkshow game Blood has been spilled I’m saying goodbye for now Watching the mill turning around somehow