I can see you when you sleep,
I can see the clothes you keep,
I can always see you there,
but you can never see my stare,
trickle trickle down your back,
stuff your body in the sack,
a bloody hammer, a pale moon,
beg to god that you die soon,
you can moan and you and cry,
you can struggle, you can try,
try to run if you are keen,
without your tongue you cannot scream.
I can see the clothes you keep,
I can always see you there,
but you can never see my stare,
trickle trickle down your back,
stuff your body in the sack,
a bloody hammer, a pale moon,
beg to god that you die soon,
you can moan and you and cry,
you can struggle, you can try,
try to run if you are keen,
without your tongue you cannot scream.