Loneliness Awaits a cutting kiss Hold me Cause I am about to lose my head
Of my awaited headsman's gift From an eternal treasure chest Given by my lyncher love In his sever splendor
And when I see that blade coming down Their eyesore will rejoice And those smiles upside down Calling me to join their crowd Basket cases And lonely faces Pared and basted Wearing the red necklace
You were a superb instrument Now become That hideous machine
Conjuring up that blade And executing change I'll wear that red necklace too And roll with those that you did the same to
Black as a widow wants And bluer than a gallows bird song I'll unveil my mask to see That his love lies in the dust
I'll scream his name in vein With fractured vowels only to see I'll scream his name in vein
It grows hungry in these dry rusty days And the sore eyes have paid the price of kings To see the play of acts And it's clever climax Always worthy of praise And always ending the same
So with your permission, the continuation I present the digestion of all tabooing done
In one short cut, on with the show Now you see it, now you don't In one short cut, on with the show