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End of the World

from Walt's Crawlers by Trauma Harness

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my stitches rip open
i pull out the metal that took me down
it was a medical emergency
they just left me in the hill
when they ruled it was a mortal wound
and left me to rot

from my eyes
the mounds of lies
the dying skies

from my eyes
the broken trail
the scratching nails

from my eyes
the burning head
that shakes the dead

from my eyes
the globe fiercely twirls
it's the end of the world

the cultists all gather
ceremonial knives slashing
with each cut, they're empowered
these cuts cant heal these cuts remain
they break wider, dry around the edges
and then the cultists fat with confidence
begin to cry when they realize
they took their deeds to far

from my eyes
the mounds of lies
the dying skies

from my eyes
the broken trail
the scratching nails

from my eyes
the burning head
that shakes the dead

from my eyes
the globe fiercely twirls
it's the end of the world

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from Walt's Crawlers, released October 31, 2017

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