Damager

oh damager

with glass in your eyes

how do you see

how do you feel with your hands so posed

lets talk numbers

lets talk themes

now they've been ruined

see you next week

i missed the meeting

oh no

i've been away

lets be reborn

oh yeah

lets dig out graves and make them deep

oh god its a fashion trend

fortress lock your plague

damager dig your grave

though your pages

are torn and tattered

they still read you like a book

just close your eyes and walk away

we laid her down

opened her with

the sharpest blade we found

hoping inside

we'd find the cure 



to our condition

but as graceful as the lady may have been

she still bled the blood that made her human

she shed roses on her bed

and she spoke in a winter wilted language

"i've sold my gold for blood red

she'll never cry another tear again"