Frances The Mute

It's been thirteen seconds

Since you all last said

I've become the apparition

You predicted for my death

You said that flirting brings you

Closer to the end

You can bait into the water

But you'll never get the hint

And like a stain of bricks goes

Dancing by your head

Plucked from an icebox

Grafted on my skin

It's been thirteen seconds

Since you all last said

I've become the apparition

You predicted for my death

You said that flirting brings you

Closer to the end

You can bait into the water

But you'll never get the hint

And like a stain of bricks goes

Dancing by your head

Plucked from an icebox

Grafted on my skin

My coat has hid the marks

Mink hits the shovel fix

Near the sway of pendulums

Boar abrasions and a kiss

She said:

"I'll never let them hurt you

I'll never let them in

What you took from me is mine

And what is mine I'll never give"

Mascara glass in the molar weeds

Herash, a serpent infancy

(Herash, a serpent infancy)

His eye patch pussed a gap of sand

Into his shine a sedative

(Into his shine a sedative)

More and more the dirt collects

(The dirt collects)

You'll never find her body now

(You'll never find her body now)

Her closet festered in a secret air

Blonde underneath a blackened hair

(Blonde underneath a blackened hair)

He never knew the colony

Gestated in his bed

Mingle with the carnivores

You've something both in common now

'Till one day his wasted breath

Swollen throat and karma debt

Set foot inside a parlor

(To find her drunken by receipts)

To find her drunken by receipts

He held her by the ankles

(Held her by the ankles)

Gutted at the nave

Yes, gutted and depraves

He tied a rope around her legs

And let her hang for seven days

This never happened

But I saw you leave

And crawl into a bed of broken windows

This never happened

But I saw you leave

And crawl into a bed of broken windows

This never happened

But I saw you leave

And crawl into a bed of broken windows

This never happened