While Poets Write of Dreams Lyrics

In the brash expansive all

The mystical

Piranhas pause to feed

In this brief eternal night

Peasants bleed

While poets write of dreams

Searching out the brush and prowling through the dawn

Looking for a priest with a yellow dragon on his jeans

Switching out the lights and checking all the doors

Sucking on the breast of another holy whore who sees

In this dark complacent space

No common chord

No warm embrace you'll find

Salmon swimming far upstream

To suicide

Just as they breed and die

Searching out the brush and prowling through the dawn

Looking for a priest with a yellow dragon on his jeans

Switching out the lights and checking all the doors

Sucking on the breast of another holy whore who sees

In the brash expansive all

The mystical

Piranhas pause to feed

In this brief eternal night

Peasants bleed

While poets write of dreams

Searching out the brush and prowling through the dawn

Looking for a priest with a yellow dragon on his jeans

Switching out the lights and checking all the doors

Sucking on the breast of another holy whore who sees

In the brash expansive all

The mystical

Piranhas pause to feed

In this brief eternal night

Peasants bleed

While poets write of dreams

Poets write of dreams