Arrive upon a hearse
with emergency lights gone wild
Approach the driver side door
with caution that kills the quickening rush

The only lights this road has ever seen
exist a mile behind you now
With crying wife and dead bobcat screams

Beneath the cliffs to the shoulder it lies
Ignition on and suspecting help you are
Through his rear view you catch a glimpse of nothing

Figure it's dark out here
and I'm so fucking delusional

Yelling and begging prove useless
This guy just doesn't care

End of your patience a mile ago
You punch through the glass to strangle this fucker

What he sees just can't be real
What he sees is not man at all

His wife giving head to a bobcat
And her smile bleeds through your soul

Don't open the casket!

10/08/2007

Posted on 10/09/2007
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