Geisterlied - Single by Noether

The twine that I took from the sun
And banged on rocks for carrion
Was a wastrel
Plunging through the dirt and mud
Till I had found a checkered one
With a face full

Of arrows and rapid bows
Of arrows and rapid bows

My sister at the sunrise
I could see it prose then aggrandized
She was sure to cry
And leapt to sea lest I could grab her
By that linen and pull her
To the shoreline

And save her from her woes
The crests and troughs that flow

A flask found I at riverside
And fluid filled its fine confines
So smoothly sipped I slowly so
This solemn bow for lowly show

And I know why you leapt to die
To die

The specter of your fevered ghost
Is dimming halogens; at most,
You’re painting
Edacious in the flushing grass
Ceraceous museum statues’ mass
You’re waiting

For prey to pass and pause
Your belly unalarmed

Catching halfwits’ dreams abound
For you and them to rest aground
With the bones broke
Terranean now, your frame is free
To wander magnanimously
With your symbiote

And lie on your bed of dirt
And rid all your head of hurt

Drifting through the life now loved
This liquor now through tissue shoved
And slumbered heads while you can’t sleep
Passing through le foyer vif

Bereft you of the need to die
To die

Just to die

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