You slide from Your pedestal
latch the door
the benediction on the jukebox
We've been here before

You target the ice
by asking my sign
i say "neon, but i
was born Gemini"

it's blood You desire
my surrender under fire
but We've been here before
there's still blood on the floor

ghouls in decline
You're seeing red
but you cannot break
what will no longer bend

no branch of an olive
nor root of the fig
can recapture the soul
or replace the rib

you ripped from the body
to seed the Mind heeded
counsel of serpents
you libeled unkind

ghouls in decline
you're seeing red
but you cannot kill Me
you're just in My head