Thursday, June 9, 2011

Clawmarks in the Blade of Chronos’ Scythe

I am the sidhe of iron
My hands are smooth and worn
I am the wolf with monkshood in his veins
The lonely gallows tree
The dragon armored king
My hands warm silk tiger by the tail

Every day

Do you want to change the world

I feel the dragon veins
Through the palm of my hand
I see the bones come down through the leaves and snow
I hear the shadows dance
In the frozen reign
In the candlelight tiger screams again

You’re going to be changing the world even when
The worms are getting fat on you

Do you want to change the world
Tiger by the tail

Every day
They vomit their commands
That the stars shall lose their wonder
The billboards flash their lies to you
That you’ll never change the world

And the worms are getting fat on you

Tiger by the tail
Dragon by the horns
I can see the bones through the palm of my hand
I hear the old serpent play his pipes again
The tiger dances with him and rakes his back

Do you want to change the world
Every day

Tiger by the tail
Every day
They vomit their commands
That the stars shall lose their wonder
The billboards flash their lies to you
That you’ll never change the world

And the worms are getting fat on you
Every day
That you’ll never change the world

I am a sidhe of iron
My hands are smooth and worn
I am a wolf with monkshood in his veins
You’re going to be changing the world even when
The worms are getting fat on you
Every day

Tiger by the tail

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