It's A Two-Parter, Here Are Parts 1 & 2

Flesh [Flesh], 

Flesh and Bone,

What am I,

Doing here [Oh],

Flesh [Flesh], 

Flesh and Bone,

What am I,

Doing here [Oh],

You're nominated,

To be,

The Heroien

Of,

The century,

Oh, What a [Lousy] gal,

You are,

Did I take,

Did I take

Did I,

Take, you,

For granted,

I need to know, [Need to know]

No, I would never-,

Could never-,

Hopelessly,

There I was,

De-,

Voted [Moted],

To be,

The lowest creature,

Overhead,

I overheard,

Her,

Blowing steam,

What could it mean?

Is it over?

You're wondering,

Just,

What it means,

Now,

You look like a fool,

Don't try to play it cool,

But that's just,

What you do,

Brush it off,

As if it,

Never happened,

But,

It happened anyway,

I'm somber,

How much longer,

Should I wait?

Should I,

This feels all a dream,

It seems as though,

I'm walking down a road,

How long does it grow?

What does it all mean?

I don't know anything, but I,

Thanks to you,

Know,

Something,

This winding array,

Of something gone awry,

The colors it brings,

Eye is the beholder,

And the holder is me,

She's not,

Coming home,

And that mean you,

Are,

All alone,

Don't call me no more,

I'm finished,

My number on your phone,

6652-48

6652-48

66,

52,

40,

8,

--- PAUSE ---

Where is she now?

Where could she be [hide]?

What place could conceal,

What place would reveal,

They all work for me,

Agents of the creed,

Mangled bodies and cankered souls,

These are my ghosts,

Coz she's not,

What,

You've been,

Dreamin' of,

Call me clincally,

Insane,

But,

I know this kind of stuff,

Yeah, I know this kind of sucks,

Who knows,

What concepts she's playing with here,

This is my turf,

She can't be messing around,

My turf,

This,

Is,

My turf,

Go ahead,

Lose yourself,

Far away, from, me

Hey,

You look good in the dark,

But I need to know,

Where, you, are,

The cold, cold tip of the metal blade,

Around my fingertips, say,

"He,

Right over there,

He's unaware,

He's lost,

Looking,

For something he'll never find,

Coz that bloody corpse is mine",

[Eery music]

[Distant humming]

[Hysteric laughter]

Do you,

Hear that,

It's coming from the belly of our demonic friends,

They lurk in the dark,

And love to play pretend,

You aren't scared,

However after,

Your mentally impaired,

My favorite flavor,

Watch how these shadows,

Bend,

To my every whim,

[Lightning crackles overhead]

[Humming gets louder]

[Laughter stops]

The darkness,

In this moment, scares you,

But I am here, [With you]

No longer suffocating am I,

Keep peeling your eyes,

I'm thirsty for those lies,

The words you use in desparation,

The ones that lead to temptation,

But,

My [goodness] eyes,

Are unseeing,

It's clearly dark,

We're huddled in the pitch,

Black,

Space,

Empty,

Days and days of isolation,

Sand,

Grit,

I can see the end now,

The light,

In front of me,

But I,

Don't,

Want to,

Go home,

Not while I'm alone,

I'm much too afraid of the blinding array Mother,

Will blast me with,

But, oh,

Mother is a dear,

She's kept me close and,

What a dear,

I,

[I hate being alone, why can't you once just, pick up your phone?]

[Humming stops]

[Soft piano plays]

<i> What I'd do, for a subtle taste, of you. Something ominous, something estranged, something to help get me through the rain; although, I'd rather be dry, getting soaked in the euphora of it all... might suffice. I'll be clammed up, tight, in a ball. Try to remember me, "Oops, I don't recall!". It hurts, you know, being on the other side of this spade, the shovel of my remembrance has caved. 

<i> I miss you,

You come onto my dreams,

Not subtle [gentle] enough,

I know you hate me now, yes, I think so too,

Breeze on by,

and by, and by