A Dark Star

A dark star on the left hand path

a revelation long since left for dead

There's a sleeping bear in the bed you made

an elephant in an unmarked grave

A sacriface to a long lost cause

little Dorothy is staying put in oz

Come taste my darkness

and tell me how you feel

Take a look inside me

and tell me what you see

Such a precious piece of trash

Slowing down is such a painful way to, crash

like feeding twice twice from a well, bitten hand

Spilt milk and honey from a foreign land

Come taste my darkness

and tell me how you feel

Take a look inside me

and tell me what you see

The sound of perdition

Come taste my darkness

and tell me how you feel

Take a look inside me

and tell me what you see

The sound of perdition

The sound of perdition

The sound of perdition

A dark star on the left hand path