Same in the Dark

Far fetch me a Forrest Gump story
Pen it in a verse until the vultures come calling
Someone's been clogging up the switchboard again
With a blood curdling sentiment
A rip cord refrain
It was me
I was searching for the lost link
Between the screaming masses and the chaos in the cockpit
Deep in the fragrance of the mosh pit
An iridescent speckle had me gazing at the lost limbs
Flaming
Animation as the blood stopped
Bailing from the apparatus curdles in the rust spots
We're dripping
Bottom of the bottle
Slipping
Waving as the puddles of the eye in awe thickened in the carpet
They grew heavier and heavier and heavier
Then lessened and diminished
And that's when the peace came
Silence in the fuselage
A line dividing light and dark
It's like
Honest to God I was honest to God
I swear he wasn't honest with me
I sung seven Hail Marys to his son on the cross
Heard nothing but this song on repeat
Maybe it's him
Maybe it's me
Maybe my enlightenment got lost in the breeze
Among the pockets of the fog in the treetops
The sprockets and the cogs in the streets smog
The apostles must eat
So feed 'em
Feed 'em every single inch of innards
Sat within the fatty fillings of your sinning
Yeah, feed 'em
Feed 'em every black and blue decision
That your shallow body shots have ever given
Feed 'em
Ply about your teeth
And hack off every single digit
From your hands down to your feet
Yeah, feed 'em
Practice what you preach
Until the silence is the only friend you need
You best feed 'em

Skillet and burn
Flesh into ash
Cage the weak until it's their turn
Heat the coals
Mould the metal into something that works
That's the only way the sinners will learn
A little they've learned
There were complications at birth
But you're still here putting in work
Giving your worst
Hands clenched, riddled with dirt
Say grace, dinner is served
Welcome to my home
The perfect winter painting sits above the mantelpiece
Inside the drawing room you're waiting for me
Waiting for me
As the hunter stride the winter we breach
Welcome to my home
The perfect winter painting sits above the mantelpiece
Inside the drawing room you're waiting for me
Just waiting for me
As the hunter stride the winter we breach

I left the rose garden in a state
Passed the waste water on the way
Varnishing the coffin top
To lay to rest the carcass in the grave
Larger than the sum of your decay
Pass a little way
What did father say
About the masked marauders dancing in the flames
Secret passwords at the gate
Basking in the darkness of the dark arts
Darkness made us marvelous again
Some things never change
Amongst the laughter on the lake
The lights they flickered like a carnival display
And dripping particles of paint
Depicting workers mining marlin in the caves
One slip had forced the cartilage to break
Shame
Blue lips starving in the rain
Seen there that Liliana passed away
Pain
Head down passing on the lane
The catcher in the barley lay in wait
Again
Again
Again
Again

Dancers in the dark
Touched for the first time
Orbit in the sun
Masters of the moonlight
Dancers in the dark
Touched for the first time
Orbit in the sun
Masters of the moonlight
Dancers in the dark
Touched for the first time
Orbit in the sun
Masters of the moonlight
Dancers in the dark
Touched for the first time
The sun
The moonlight