Discoloration

You took my hand and brought me down in the morning
And I was sitting, waiting for the telephone to swallow me whole
I saw your face reflected on the resonant screen
And I watched your mouth moving like a tired machine
Trying to plead with me, trying to swallow me whole

It's been a while since I've been gone and away
And I watched your eyes reflect me in a terrible way
As you cast your gaze, to the flickering hall
And you knelt beside me and you started to pray
And the whites of your eyes blackened with a hardened decay
And you talked to me, in a broken voice

"In your open mouth
Silence me in the coursing
Blood in my eyes
Dress me in your clothes
And swallow me whole."

"In your open mouth
Silence me in the coursing
Blood in my eyes
Dress me in your clothes
And swallow me whole."

"In your open mouth
Silence me in the coursing
Blood in my eyes
Dress me in your clothes
And swallow me whole."

"In your open mouth
Silence me in the coursing
Blood in my eyes
Dress me in your clothes
And swallow me whole."