Pretty Guts - Paul Green, A Dark Orbit

The stares became endless

Who led the daggers to your eyes

There’ll be nowhere to hide

With flesh falling from us

Exposing just who we are

Our bones will speak

There’ll be nowhere to hide

Where ash falls

The sky will follow

If blood pours

Our eyes will swallow it all

I can one last time burn that vision into my mind

Such a beautiful grave that you’ll find lost inside