A pool of blood
Around your hand
Making mud out of sand
Reflecting stars like you said
The gun you kept
Under my bed
Created life
Where you rest your head
Impending blooms of red and pink
Could cross their arms
While water leaks
Dripping downward
Moving forth
Watch your body take its course
I may have covered up my ink
It stained my chest
So young and weak
Your voice never left my head
Forever in my heart
The Alberta crushers hold tight to their rank, astral-gazing grindcore, staring down abyssal torment all the while. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 31, 2020