Twelve Tribes - Kite Eating Tree

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Down sped the long sleep;
Across from me lay the drag
The itch and the grace i had left the night before
If only the pillows could speak
Would they mention me in yellow
Piss-stained, bleeding gleam?
A hung sloth of paradise or pendulum
Once the day is over as I
The drag will be found in the lost night
(and insanity arrives, I can’t be called back)
Otherwise i am left in drifting sands
Without the air a whole man
Half-eaten heart
And as it goes
This weighted leaf the itch
Will be found in time sinking
Longing my kite eating tree
This beloved world i disown
'impulse arrested spills over
And the floods are feeling
The floods are passion
The floods are even madness' fondling time
Seeing into the drop it sings to me
And slowly falls apart
I slide away into the open wind
I slide spilling fractions of family
Over the floor it sings call me
What you will your master, your whore
Call me brother
Color me red and the sun stone grey
When I’m standing by your side
Tell me your story friend impulse
Arrested spills over the floods are madness