landed gentry - song for herod كلمات الأغنية

eyes—
i could only see the shape of his eyes!
with a layer of gold
inside a silver mold
they were the only color light enough to rise!

skies—
they were the color of the evening skies!
with his pupils pressed
on the pink of the west
he got me up and cut me down to size!

now i don’t remember
my mind anymore…
some smoldering ember
of life before…

and his sense of timing
was stung by mine!
my p-ssions climbing
from five to nine!

why—
why—why is he so far away?
if i could only place
all the rest of his face
i’d understand what he meant me to say!

one day he’ll resemble
the soul foreseen…
the buildings will tremble
and the militant lean…

from the constellations
a gust of wind…
the world’s nations
will all attend…

when he swoops down over
on three white wings
we’ll see that body hung
by pulleys and strings!

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