Rivers Run Red

Urge and leaf, your bloom has faded
Do not blush at my prey
Of flesh and blood
The seed and the serpent ask for repent
Rivers run red
The mouth of God has two tongues
One with a hiss
There is bliss to be found in wounds

Uncup your hands in light of the sleeping beast
When the story ends, the dawn is gold

Rivers run red
Rivers run red
Rivers run red
Rivers run red

Solid as rock
Pipping red, hot
An irritation of ancient seeds
Pausing for a breath
Naming future memories
As the red hands caress
Solid as rock
Hot

Rivers run red
Rivers run red
Rivers run red
Rivers run red
Rivers run red
Rivers run red