Molten Lead, Time For Bed
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It's time for bed
It's time for bed but I'm still in my head
My head, my head
A spotted dragon screams under my eyelids
It nestles in my bed
I wrestle in my head
My sheets are all on fire
I'm stompin' on the flames up on my bed
My bed, I wrestle in my head
Thoughts are molten lead
I wrestle in my head
She calls me up
I melt inside her voice is spreading wings
She sings, I remember everything
I dream I am small
I'm running through the darkness in her chest
With a torch, I'm running past her ribs
I'm running past her ribs
I meet a pallid Christ
He's made of rotting flesh
His body clings, he stinks
He stinks
I feel compassion for his stink
I feel a reverence for his gifts
But my heart begins to sink