Bleeding Eyes
This piece describes loneliness in it's broken and fragmented form, the way our minds can never attribute it to one thing as it darts between many causes and roots of the problem.
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Chorus:
The night the night with bleeding eyes
The night is my minds demise
The night the night the steep decline
The night takes men and leaves them blind
Verse 1:
The sky is on fire
My bones anticipate heat
The sky is on fire
My home no longer holds me
I see into the deep ravines
I need to keep on the screen
I bleed and bleed deep sea blue
I feed and feed my bones to you
Pre Chorus:
And the one thing I want to flee
Is always approaching me!
Chorus:
The night the night with bleeding eyes
The night is my minds demise
The night the night the steep decline
The night takes men and leaves them blind
Verse 2:
Insects crawl within my space
Rejects fall to the lonely place
Please get my regrets to leave
I feel the weight crushing me
Disease would be a sweet release
Tease my mind so the demons cease
Select, delete, delete, repeat
repeat, repeat so that I can sleep
Chorus:
The night the night with bleeding eyes
The night is my minds demise
The night the night the steep decline
The night takes men and leaves them blind
Verse 3:
My mind is racing against itself
I refuse to get up refuse all help
I whip my back with my leather belt
Self-destruction is the ringing bell
I cry a river longer than my denial
Stubborn born male made from a vial
My soul is vile and I can't change
I guess my ending here has to be my grave
Chorus:
The night the night with bleeding eyes
The night is my minds demise
The night the night the steep decline
The night takes men and leaves them blind
Outro:
Blind to most things bar one
My time on earth is never done
Blind to all except this fact
I can't admit when things are bad...
© M P WEISS 2020