Slave Riot

Long ago i kissed her skull
 Sunbleached and beautiful
 Slick-wet with diesel fuel
 We'll watch the midnight movie
 Painted with the sky
 Bleeding white butterflies
 After surfacing from the mirror
 (where the rabbits lead us)
 Woman shaking death from her hair
 I swear the wind sounded like spirits voicing all the things that tortured them
 (when they were men)
 The fire light was an offering to the god
 That runs through the bark of the trees, i believe
 Like the sky above me
 We won't live to see it end
 Now lets not pretend
 That it could've been
 (any other way)
 Long and slow i kissed her skull
 Sunbleached and beautiful
 Slick-wet with diesel fuel
 We'll watch the midnight movie
 Painted with the sky
 Bleeding white butterflies
 Older ghosts than you and me
 Listen to the whispering
 Whisper to the listening
 The old grey ghost and i
 Whisper to the listening sky
 By the gods above us
 We won't live to see it end
 Now let's not pretend
 That it could've been
 (any other way)
 Bleeding white butterflies
 Long and slow i kissed her skull