Portrait of Death

Giltter in your eyes?

Can you see the

(portrait of death)

Rain

through all the glitter that’s in your

eyes?

and in remembrance for the

future

we'll say our vows now

for the dead we know

are coming.

 

Sometime later

 

This portrait of death is rather bad,

and in the time we were away some awful things have happened

(I'm sorry I shouldn't address you like this is a TV soap opera

But it's the only way you'd understand)

 

 

You can't see

(the Art)

Them

with all that glitter your eyes

So I'll describe

(the Art)

them

to you

 

The look in their eyes is always the same

glazed over and far away

rather like yours

(although they are dead of course)

 

Their hair is almost

always matted

and

they are covered in blood

and dirt

 

It has been days now

and there are rats

nibbling on their toes

and the flies and the maggots

have infested

(invested)

themselves

 

The woman’s clothes

have been ripped

to shreds

and for the matter so have the men’s

and also the children’s

(no one is was safe)

 

You can't see the portrait of death

that was painted so finely

(the death that comes for me

as blood runs over my fingers)

but I hope you understand

what you are hearing.

(the portrait of death)