Wintersleep:Miasmal Smoke & The Yellow Bellied Freaks

Donated her eyes
When she was young and shy
hated her awkward breasts
and felt the yawning skylines
with care set sweet
to hear existence beat
to hold the tangible
and drifting ever so gently
second summer sky
donated her eyes
donated her eyes
to feel her actual senses
so sweet sixteen
to feel what life was like
donated her eyes
could you actually imagine it

go back to sleep
you yellow-bellied freaks
afraid of god and modern science
go back to sleep
if i could only sleep
if i could stop imagining
if my dreams weren't after me
you curse and swear
the blanket the deafening
hum of some great silence
the jingle jangle
then the heat the strangle
then the sheet's terrible and fucking meaningless
aah~!