Blood Donation
Lines are clear to red
Draining from this fallen hand
Place yourself on this bed
And prepare to deliver.
And this one pinprick
And this one lone vein
And this one release
From one body to another.
Blue lines run red
A hole one small sever

From the Ashes
It's not just air, it's life we breathe
From these ashes once was seen
A whole, a body, a voice, a dream
And from these ashes...
It's not just time, it's life we spend
From these ashes once to be
From blood, from sweat,
from tears, the Red Sea
A

Hang on
This feeling of depression
Fallen on hard times of hope
These further recessions
To the end of a rope
Hang on, Hang on
You're reaching out from your noose
Choosing your time has come
Your blood runs with envy
Weighing your shoulders down
To stop th

Levitate
Are we all awaiting?
Are we all but existing?
Separate the heavens
Freely from the underground
And in this undertaking
The body discontinues moving
Hands that once were shaking
Fall neatly by their sides
Cleansed body, death's formation
Brings for

Someone Died
A withered man is lying
In a hole dug in the earth
And I suppose the crying
Are from those who knew his worth
Shadows once were taller
Then this body it appears
I know nothing of how he died
But in a stone face there is no fear
And there is loathi

The Possession of Saul Stone's Soul
Frustration has led to Hate
A quiet walk down Mill road
Clear my head with air
Cleanse this body of fear.
At the Shoal waters edge
Skimming stones in my head
Stumbled home more than once
Returning from an ounce
You're sittin