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Eleven Cuts

from Rain Cabinet by Jak Locke

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Hold their eyes open as the needle finds its home
Her ribcage heaves violent, my flower of flesh and bone
Pick off all the petals, strip the gaping pistil bare
She loves me, she loves me not, I don't fucking care
A thousand scalpels pierce the wound
Tarantella winding to its coda soon
Covering for nothing like black socket eyelids
Spider eggs wait to hatch in memories hid
Hatch
Regurgitated needles and cockroach semen
Kill the lights and fuck to forget the sin
She chokes and swallows whole eternity tonight
Her eyes beneath the ocean, desolate fields of white
One I keep out in the cold and one I keep in glass
One to pine and one to hold and swallow lies I pass
Cut Cut Cut Cut
Let's kill until beauty is a dying child
Gut this dream and string it out for miles
Bleeding down on Satan's shore butchered where we sit
Baptized in the crimson black from the flesh we slit
Rape me love, I cut you love, nurse on my veins, open me up
Shred my wrists with broken glass
Drown me in the rain that has fallen
Twist the screws into my eyes
Until I see the emanating pain
Demigods and thieves struggle the same buried in chains
Open up my throat and sing hymns of the gospel train
Violate me skate the razor through all my veins
I heard the cutting of a fragile wrist
The break of day that strangled out the children's screams
Locust swarm caresses all the flesh you kissed
Leveeside soaking from the crimson streams
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
We climb the dying mountains in the memories laying jagged
Paling, suicide returns her lover moan
I heard her screaming freedom as she cut her veins ragged
Born to die for me so cut til I see bone
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
The blood looks like dew in the grass
And black looks white as pearl
The gallows always sang our names
Don't they?
Strip yourself pale with me in this dead wind
Hold me close, angel, let this cold sky descend
Warm stains comfort in the second dawn
Swallow your tears, the whore has always been gone
Vomit every drop of this black torment
Breathe easy with me, we will make us die slow
Keep the door behind me locked, they'll tear me ragged
Taste her virus on my cock swollen with maggots
I heard the cutting of a fragile wrist
The break of day that strangled out the children's screams
Locust swarm caresses all the flesh you kissed
Leveeside soaking from the crimson streams
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
At the river mouth plucking the harp of your spine
Dead, we walk and crawl the everlasting mirage
Writing on every wall but you were too fucking blind
Alive, and all for nothing but another barrage
Suffer Mutilate Suffer Mutilate
"Breathe deeply child, the water will cleanse your soul
Breathe deeply child, the water will cleanse your soul"
The river looks like highways to home
And black looks white as pearl
The gallows always sang our names
Don't they?

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from Rain Cabinet, released February 23, 2007
Jak Locke: all instruments / vocals

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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana

Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.

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