Armed Memory from Nightmare Memory by starkweather

Armed memory clasped tight hands scarlet stained Pacing the floor at the end of my tether I'm straining While away hours, countdown days that pass months into years Awaiting that call you're back from the grave like Lazarus it's all the same Beguiling smile wicked inclinations I'll willfully embrace Hands marked for murder lamb to the slaughter Wanton abandon for the taste // Let the right one in She crawls beneath my bed Coiled tight as a spring All soul consuming A desire hungers to be fed The taste only memory A possession to be kept Savored until dying breath Bittersweet reverie // Window of opportunity is closing There is a disturbance A most disconcerting intrusion My work is not yet done Take it back, take it back to square one Where the chase had only yet begun Before claims were made for hearts When senses were razor-honed: sharp // That trinket is a leaden weight Cleave it from your hand Derelict worth as promises made With your mouth full of lies Wordsmithed intent to undermine // Let the right one in A possession to be kept Let the right one in Desire hungers to be fed Let the right one in All soul consuming // All soul consuming

• Metal
• dissonance
• experimental
• noise
• sludge
• tribal
• Philadelphia