His Pupils Are the Sun

His pupils are the sun
Shining outward from his skull
Projecting precious life
Blinding me with every glance

Flowers from his mouth when he told the world his name
The wicked vines crept down his throat, he was choking on the leaves
Water poured out from his eyes, it was heaven on my tongue
He finally said the drought could end and I collapsed at his feet

His pupils are the sub
Shining outwards from his skull
Protecting precious light
Blinding me with every glance

But he was not made for forever
His gold leaf skin was awfully fragile
And his insides grew more molten every time he tried to wet them
He was not built to get better
Once his guts had gotten rancid
I watched as his world unfolded into uncompleted fractions
He was not made for forever
And when he fell the earth's core quivered
And the galaxy bent sideways
And the sun blinked out forever



Credits
Writer(s): Eliza Ritter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link