Fresh leaves

he walks fields 
where the bones grow
Like ghost trees on land

stark white and risen
Fresh leaves in their hands

where the daisies make
Daisy chains
all on their own

takes two shades of madness
To be so alone

he walks fields in the midnights
when moon is a lie
Is a huge hungry mouth 
In a huge hungry sky

it takes two shades of terror
to be so afraid
Cos the devil sings hymns
Cos the god has a blade

takes two shades of madness
to be so alone
Takes two shades of terror
to know that he's known

all along

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