Cloak And Dagger

On the Might of Princes

Compositor: On the Might of Princes

animal: heaven help us.
its a parasite of a patriarch.
primitive push us back in.
as fast as you can hear.
well be out any day now,
im stepping out, cloak and dagger.

crackle like bugs in the fire,
pulled into tires,
train station reactions.
rain patience and traction.
it shows through your teeth,
forked tounge on your teeth on my lips.
lick my lips.