I lay about
And dream for hours of your creature
I miss the way we used to share our meals
Now the image has long deserted the feeling
So it's time the creature brought me to heel
I hate myself
But I'll abide...
Paint me in streetlight
Paint me vermilion
Defeat tastes of iron and smells of mold
Asphalt conveyor belt moves me swiftly
From your creature to
My cold dark home