Bite your tongue V Fm E Am E Am Fm stare into their eyes and bite your tongue Ch E slow your heart B test your skin G will it bite back? D 2 A 3 2 know the code of your blood E 3 unmake the men in your sight you are even more alone when you are not alone defy with every finger spit blood in open mouths stand where they stand and bite your tongue till blood wells up You must smile it must be red count yourself among the dead arrest your hands and pray for murder towers rose and mountains bled count yourself among the dead stare into their eyes and bite your tongue the stars inverse return the heath and heather burn your teeth will break the stones your blood is code scratched on soft lead bones read your body your rorschach of scars your blood hearse your tarot of nerves with all your cards reversed mountains rose and towers bled count yourself among the dead arrest your heart, shout prayers of red and count yourself among the dead stare into their eyes and bite your tongue and cover your wounds with flies open your bible of bricks and your crossed eyes bare up your cards and your nerves your divinations and offer them to the god of your mouth slash your smile , running red count yourself among the dead arrest your heart, and murder prayers trap yourself in deadly snares mountains mock, towers of lead count yourself among the dead pull the rope around your throat burn the words that you wrote slash your prayers, running lead count yourself among the dead

Beautiful Uniforms V We came in the night we cut a fine figure and so beautifully wore our justified murder Now, I am a man an they fear the things I can do with my hands the broken glass the yellow felt the silver skulls the boots the belts thick black smoke will stain our skies Ch I see beautiful uniforms when I close my eyes x4 V I did not die on that day It is the wound I keep awake I damn myself with vehemence the coward the fool and the glutton oh the boots the belts the bright shiny buttons I read my future in his guts as they spilled I saw the steam twist up and rise Ch I see beautiful uniforms when I close my eyes x…

hell’s march hell’s June hell’s sun hell’s spoon hell’s boots are stompin’ down the brier C Hell’s is on the march x4 V it pulls the wires in your heart turns the rivers to steam and chokes the stars V Hell’s march he’ll moon hell’s beat hell’s tune hell’s march hell’s may a march for the men who have all lost their way hell’s on the march with it’s boots on the ground I signed with a quill and i bound up my life and i bound up my will and i hoisted my rifle my helmet and shovel i turned the trees and the buildings to ashes and rubble C hell is on the march x4

The scene is bleeding out all carousel around the bed around around the bed I bite my tongue I suck my words I carve my teeth I’m falling through the wheat to something underneath under underneath Now the scene escapes me or I escape the scene I run for the ribbon that binds me and sail on the sea of the spleen the yolk is running out spilling from my lips a ring of bile round the bed around around the bed now the scene is holding all its breath in though it should be bleeding out instead

just look away There are rings of smoke and rings of gold but none of these my fingers hold wire frames and gilt frames, and frames of lace enclose my pale and sunken face I’m reaching past the bone I bet it all on the hook no one comes and no one stays I crushed my skull into the clay I give myself a dangerous name gun’s so close no need to aim the bullets that fly turn to angels of light that pass right through my brain Ch Just look away x2, just look away from me I’ll be torn from the pages of every book I’ll hang every heart on every hook all the pages are burned so there’s nothing to see and I’ve drowned every word so there’s nothing to read just look away, just look away from me V I crash my boots on the floor and stick my hands in the slip this life is a poison that I must sip I will trade my eyes for orchids and the orchids for fire my words tell the truth but my mouth is a liar My sockets breath flames that burn all my frames my sockets breath flames that illuminate all my names: Bone Hinge, Stone Tooth, Broken Jaw, Aching Truth, Golden Blood, Bone Tangle, Rusted Fist and Awful Angle Ch just look away x2, just look away from me I’ll be torn from the pages of every book I’ll hang every heart on every hook all the pages are burned so there’s nothing to see and I’ve drowned every word so there’s nothing to read just look away, just look away from me OUT We held up our cups when the moon’s throat was cut what we caught was thick and menstrual and we saw her buried out in the sea and the tide died and the pulling died an ineffable quality was stripped from the air what we drank from our cups was noble despair . just look away x2, just look away from her from where she has gone she will never stir just look away x2, just look away from her

Love Letters (get out of my dream) We are thick and sweet like blood reduced with brown sugar when we were young with the thinnest skin. blood so close to the surface twin scalpels in the hands with a brand new purpose of a brand new science cutting and pasting our way through time and spaces tongues and teeth and faces perfect lust and perfect pain never sun and only rain when we were young with a beauty that stung our hands were burnt by the still hot gun. when we were young with a beauty that stung perhaps the hand that pens this owns as much weight as a dust mote perhaps it is only a club could i stroke your face with either. stand with your back to the sun and your shadow may find me here. a single knife of light slips through the curtains and pins my heart like an insect i wonder when you come will you be a thing of light a thing of shadow a thing of breath and breathing will i truly see you at all. in terror and strength drawn from terror i wait dearest merriment murder and memory, we have fancies in conflagration and errant flames illuminate the far off paper faces and curling bodies indistinguishable from the night I hide my hand from my own sight I am the light I am the light I know that I am light and I know the way I know the way through the night

Low light lives V G Em CH C Em blow up the dust on black cuffs grind the grit blow the gut it’s lightning behind the eyes it’s kicking up the dust behind Pull down the lights x3 c we are pale in low light our faces smear in low light our teeth are weapons in low light v the tongue is dead the bell won’t scream i push the dust around (the old bones) i got my hands on the block and my feet on the wheel it’s red thieves in red nights and red hearts and white wounds Pull down the lights x3 c lust vomits in low light our blood is black in low light we dance with razors in low light kisses stab in low light. we blow out the sides we aim for ten x3 in low light lives

i know your blood x4 it’s on my hands it’s in my mouth it’s in my hair and in my veins I know your breath it’s in my mouth i know your scent it’s on my tongue I know i love you but i can’t remember a time when i loved you I know your smile i know your bile it’s in my heart. I know your blood x4 i will choke on your bones before i let you have at me again we are at war and my body is the killing floor everyone will see me die in my cups i will stumble and the finest, thinnest needle will stop my heart I will breath water I will follow the wind and the waves on a boat of my own corpse I will push my fingers into wounds I will choke on your light till you are too dim to be seen and i have vanished x3 completely

Daughter of Nod V My twin my twin no love is a sin I proudly carry our son my nephew my brother my love I breathe my breath with you CH I am a daughter of Nod in a house forgotten by god I am proud of my name and I have no shame and I will never bend to his law V My twin my twin no love is a sin I joyfully carry our daughter Your niece and when we do die x2 we will die in peace Ch I am a daughter of Nod I have no need for a god I am proud of the mark that came with my name we carry a seed that can never be tamed we’ve planted a seed that can never be tamed

Saints of sleep say a prayer to the saints of sleep beg if you must at their knees for dreams are the wages for the labours of waking complex constructions of aether and fancy relieving the constant aching sent to relieve all the constant aching; send smoke send blood send pain and prostration prayers are just word for those mired in sin it takes a man’s suffering to turn a saints chin it takes a great effort to hear through the din say a prayer to the saints of sleep stay with them down in the deep keep waking at bay for the labours of day are the labours that make you weep send sin and forgiveness send loss and repentance send bone and contrition and hope drink from the cup that is offered and linger in fleeting narcosis but know it is light that presses the palm into the thorns from fluids of excess ejected awaken and be scorned