Incomplete Is A Leech - As Cities Burn

Unless you can part my ribs like the sea

And make stone beat, then there’s no hope for me

Unless the east never meets the west

Unless you set my sin between your shoulderblades

And forget

Part my ribs like the sea and change me

'Cause stone doesn’t beat

And rock hearts don’t pump anything

But I’ve grown not to mind because at least

Stone doesn’t sling like blood

Or spill like guts across the floor

Where the bloodsuckers want more and more and more