devil on the left

angel on the right

there's no mistake

who i'll be w/ tonight

over in the fore

lamb's head on my lap

days

pass like weeks w/o the sight



then comes the fury of the lullaby

then comes the fury of the lullaby



heartbeat in a hole

an eyeball loose and wild

dropping memories

out upon the open tiles

and over to the left

there sit the loveless ones

crying slowly and sucking on a gun



do you wear the mark

do you wear the mark

darling darling

do you wear the mark