The Widow

He's got fasting black lungs
Made of clove splintered shardes
They're the kind that will talk
through a wheezing of coughs

And I hear him
Every night in every pore
And every time he just makes me warm

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame

Must I hide?
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Look at how they flock to him
From an isle of open sores
He knows that the taste is such
Is such to die for

And I hear him
Every night on every street
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame

Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never sleep alone

Said I'm blood shot for sure
Pale runs the ghost
Swollen on the shore

Every night in every pore
The scales that do slither
Deliver me from

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame

Then I'll hide
Cause I'll never
Never Sleep Alone

Freeze without an answer
Free from all the shame

Let me die
Cause I'll never
Never Sleep Alone