I'm in love with a homeless girl
Who carved a cave into the World s
He crawled out all covered in blood
And dripped red seeds into the mud
Filthy
Deity
Shut up, shut up, shut up already
With the temple-talk you're freaking me out
With the dirty purity
Back at first I bought it all
And then I fought it all
Finally, I forgot it all
But I'm not done not at all
It's cryptic clarity
Would I, would I, would I scatter
If I just admit I'm already dead
Should it, should it, should it matter
That my mind won't fit back in my head
Dirty purity dirty purity
Nothing moves and something switches
Question marks and crucifixes
Odd how it was only eyelids
That kept me blinded from the light
In open obscurity
In the dirty purity
Shadow over everything I dream as the "other"
Shining back as everything when dreaming is over