Salo - The For Carnation

Brazing the night sky again

Fitting it to the lips

Up in the rooftops the signal has come

Steadying his sights again

Knowing visions in

There is no hatred left, the car pulls up

Scattering they fall

He is listening to the sound

Of their screams as he makes his descent

Silence at midday again

Sharing the others' breath

Faces damp hit from the sun

Checking the street again

Shadow on the lip

Drawing the pale form with the blood of their kin

Hands at the door

He is measuring the space

There is someone at the stairs

Sinking her teeth again

Eyes swollen but lit

While the next lines in

Ah, but they share you

They’re gracious to know you

And she kicks but they hold her legs

Let out into the yard

Palm trees traced

Against the walls you’ve known so well

A single row of chairs

Placed at the foot

Oh, you could not prepare

Dust falls on each empty seat you swing

No will again

No shame again