Strange Land

The river that looks like fire
The sword that feels like a dagger
Pale hands dripping in blood
Watch as it drips watch as it splatters

Can you feel the sounds in your bones?
Feel it as it shatters
nothing can be like this
Pounding in your ears do you feel it?
feel it..like a heart beat

A silver moon.. catch a moth in your hands and watch it turn to millions
Let it go and watch as they fly through the cut outs in your hands

Nothing can be like this
not even the moon
Not your naked body posing for views

Wait in the gallows
Wait for silence
Wait for the moths to cover the trees till all you see is a shadow

Nothing can be like this...