A Dark Star

A dark star on the left hand path a revelation long since left for dead There's a sleeping bear in the bed you made an elephant in an unmarked grave A sacriface to a long lost cause little Dorothy is staying put in oz Come taste my darkness and tell me how you feel Take a look inside me and tell me what you see Such a precious piece of trash Slowing down is such a painful way to, crash like feeding twice twice from a well, bitten hand Spilt milk and honey from a foreign land Come taste my darkness and tell me how you feel Take a look inside me and tell me what you see The sound of perdition Come taste my darkness and tell me how you feel Take a look inside me and tell me what you see The sound of perdition The sound of perdition The sound of perdition A dark star on the left hand path