Testo di Fawn

Walk On your Broken feet Carry the fawn It has two heads Its lifeless form Looking back at you With glassy eyes Melding With your frame Nature and beauty Are torn Delicate form Vulnerable soul A monster becomes you One of old Transformed By a lifeless will It cannot be seen It cannot be touched You are the fawn It grows inside you It will outlive you You will not be reborn At the top of the hill You watch the world below Writhing with life You have two heads You feel one pushing out Trying to see Seeds Are planted In your mouth When they bloom They burst from you Face Yourself Your new Self Victim Of nature's Apathy of reason You have two heads One faces within It lives in darkness The world is internal A phantom head The corpse of a fawn You try to ignore it It will replace you