Lyric As Your Ghost Takes Flight

The last time that I saw you, August of 99,
I should ve had my hammer and a few rusty spikes
to nail you on a wall and use bottles to catch your blood
and display you for the neighbors so they know your time had come.
And I d drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.
And as your body sags and the stench rises in vain,
the people on the street are collecting in dismay.
Before your eyes your head lifts towards the sky
and that s the last thing they ll remember of you.
And I d drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.
You ve become a ghost.
You re floating somewhere in between
the waking world and a landscape of dreams.
Well it s nothing but dying.
You ve got a grenade stuck in your teeth and you re pulling at the pin.
You re an illusion, just a shadow flickering underneath the sun.
And I d drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat
as it heads for my heart.