Animus - Swans

Somewhere, through the frozen fields

Somewhere, beneath your pale and tender skin

Lies a house, absorbing fear and pain

Solar, red, contained, feeding on my dreams

Somewhere cold, inside the optic wire

Down where fingers and semen crack and bleed

There I will be, with my arms spread out and broken

Waiting for your breath, to animate my veins

We’re not alone: all our thoughts are numbered

Malignant and cold, animal and hungry

But I will contain all that ever was or will be

Then I’ll watch my skin erupt in a symphony of flames

Screaming out your name

Screaming out

Why can’t I hide inside your malleable electric face?

You’d suck away the pain and swallow down my sickest dreams

Now my body feels like snow spilling out the shattered screen

Where will we be then when all the fear and blood are gone?

Drained into one hundred million open children’s mouths

Screaming out your name

Screaming out

Screaming out