tore

Phillip J Rhoades
‎"You will taste blood"

You tore it out
And you want to comfort me
But if you a kiss me now
You will taste my blood

You broke it
My heart is dead flesh
And all the wires you attach
All the batteries that leak
Acid
Won't start me up again

You tore it out
Don't comfort me
You broke it
And you will taste blood
If you kiss me now

And it came to be
That it tore into the real
That which never was