Torture The Dead (Live)

Immobilized permanently,
we languish in waves
remembering our dreams.

Snow muffled sounds
on streets lined with lights,
where men let you drown
so they can survive.

Love can be so beautiful
and so sad,
it can kill the dying
and torture the dead.

Allegorized space in between
the half and the hold,
a parasitic dream.

Palatial mounds
of flesh against night.
A longing abounds,
but dawn's just outside.

Love can be so beautiful
and so sad,
it can kill the dying
and torture the dead.

Even though the heart may stall
in solitary lands,
allow it to keep mending,
for life lies ahead.



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Terino
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