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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Tool - Prison Sex

"So sweet was your surrender, we have become one..."


She KNows

Imagine this
a chrysalis
silence is bliss
I am not there yet

a memory of darkness
silent footsteps
a shadow slipped
there's nothing left

where are you now?
you tore my world apart
dazzled by sky lights
but suffocated in paralysis
in my night blindness


I was taken and left

opened like the skies
I widened horizons
and exceeded expectations beyond conditions
opened like a wound
I bled with urgency
then clotted over memory

where am I?
the teeter totter
then the laundry room
I want to die
did I die too soon?
and what did eye become
you looked behind my I..
touched an optic nerve
ripped the womb
and I was born too soon

I have become detached
a perfect silent sentinel
I can't even remember hell
because heaven's here
in this egg pile where I hatched

and yet I stand tall
like a cater pillar
finally rise to the baseline
turned my back on the sacrifcial altar
let me be drawn to the light
and shatter through the filters
sent from above
she comes as I willed her

you see, she knows..






Tool - Prison Sex lyrics

It took so long to remember just what happened.
I was so young and vestal then,
you know it hurt me,
but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
I've got my hands bound,
my head down, my eyes closed,
and my throat wide open.

Do unto others, what has been done to me,
Do unto others, what has been done to you?

I'm treading water,
I need to sleep a while.
My lamb and martyr, you look so precious.
Won't you come on up closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this,
I can't stand to burn too long.
Release in sodomy.
Oh, for one sweet moment I am whole.

Do unto you now, what has been done to me,
Do unto you now, what has been done?

You're breathing so I guess you're still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
Won't you come on a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this.
I need this to make me whole.
Release in sodomy.
For I am your witness and
blood and flesh can be trusted.
And only this one holy medium brings me peace of mind.

Got your hands bound, your head down,
your eyes closed.
You look so precious now.

( Show me something
Thought I could make it end
Thought I could wash the stains away
Thought I could break the circle if I
Slipped right into your skin
So sweet was your surrender
We have become one
I have become my terror
And you my precious lamb and martyr.) *

I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
shit, blood, and cum on my hands.

I've...come...round...full circle.
My lamb and martyr, this will be over, soon.
You look so precious.
You look so precious, now,
You look so precious...