LADY DEATH THE FILM

Distance falls into heated week
as love songs bounce
into darkness chained by light

Soft ploughed face
wishes lady death
false cries
suited flags speaking the language

Bloated corpse you set sail
from plastic empty folds
across so many dreams
bursting upon the disease

Singing beasts driven to war
spelling love in red sand
washing clear the charred
cross
which created a shadow
cool for those seeking shade

Lady Death
hold my claw