Glittering Dreams

He said aloud
 He swung the axe
 You heard the sound
 A man like shape or a shape like man
 Standing straight in nocturnal silence
 As sunless day
 Began to dim
 Our vision was held but we couldn't see it
 Hanging ominously
 Stitched up head
 Nodding in dreams
 It moved in shadows
 It doesn't have arms
 But it knows how to use them
 It doesn't have a face
 But it knows where to find one
 It doesn't have arms
 But it knows how to use them
 It doesn't have a face
 But it knows where to find one
 Head slumped forward
 In a grotesque slumber
 Legs kicking out like
 Like the one who was hanged
 Read into the leaves that just won't leave
 Bleedin' the colors that should be dry
 Now making a picture
 Something inside inside inside
 It doesn't have arms
 Knows how to use them
 It doesn't have a face
 Knows where to find one
 It doesn't have arms
 Knows how to use them
 It doesn't have a face
 Knows where to find one