The Mara Effect (Part II)

Teeth in crumbs
Like sand in my mouth
Four little fingers keep pulling them out
Four little hands they keep pulling me
Pulling me down
I try to grin, I try to scream
Please say anything the frequencies ringing it out
Where is love?
Are you ordinary with me now
Meet me down in the mud
I will call on you when there’s nothing left to say

Soon the hour will come
Look over your shoulder
There’s no need to run anymore

I know I’m easily affected
Her arms are like a serpent spinning me around
Can she see?
Lights go out when there is nothing left to say

Soon the hour will come
Look over your shoulder
There’s no need to run
Anymore

Mirror me
I’m down here in the mud
This is ordinary
In my suffering, there’s no cheaper thrill
It’s malevolent
Can’t go unaffected

Oh sing to me something sweet, threatening
You cling to me
Blood of ophidian
Untell me
Help me I’m crippling
You won’t sacrifice my love
Meet me down in the mud