if you were to follow some of my friends on twitter, you would know that kal, whose name is mentioned in one of the lyrics occasionally hosts an event which is basically the friends’ version of the hunger games, and that interested me enough to want to write a song about it

all lyrics and instruments by me

lyrics:

i see you headless in a fury

but still holding that crazed smile on your face

fragrance like the thousandth dried drop of blood

breezing across like a soluble sandstone

an almost perfect torn body bag

laying on a dead row of grass and mud

waiting for its time to shine

hey now

there’s no need for more slits

no need for more

for more slits

your presence beautifully

so beautifully extruding

with icicles dissolving into the sky

an only acquaintance

ready to follow the path

to immunity

to immunity

to immunity

some sort of puppeteer

what will it be this time, this time

dangling into the cannon

or pits of spikes

some sort of puppeteer

whatever it’ll be this time, a white lie

starvation, dehydration

waiting for when we die

when we die

hold me close, i’m not ready

until i bleed the final teardrop

i could’ve sworn i got closer to the goal

in the name of kal i wait

i wait

sleep tight and accept that i wait

i wait

i wait

i fucking wait