Phantom Pains
Out of limbs
Can you deliver to me?
Little trim
From thee from me
Can you deliver to me?
A whole soul
From thee from me
A lightened hole
A whole soul
I can’t see
A lightened hole
You shall be
I can’t see
In this dark
You shall be
Your own tree bark
In this dark
I have none
Your own tree bark
Peeled and done
I have none
Look my lover
Peeled and done
You take cover
Look my lover
Your conscious is melted
You take cover
And I never felt it
I don’t feel anything
You, me, them
I’m lost
In this place