Stairwell from DEMO #2 by BLOOD NYMPH

trace the edges of the carpet with her toes
candle holder, firefly, the curtain swivels
streetlamps between the folds
piano key to press.
empty thud. that makes
the silence all her own

doubt it doubt it doubt it doubt it
every moment of comfort
push her down the cement steps and hold her
ever so softly
that's it that's if that it that's it that's if
hold her to your chest and press her tears
like honeycomb (you can)

take her home and scream and sing
with each breath
no one's ever gonna love you
like your child
no one's ever gonna know you like your

no no matter how heavy the hammer

Baby where are you running to ??
run
run
till your chest implodes
collapse. come up
i'll be here to hold you
in the way
only a mother knows

• Alternative
• anguish
• blackened doom
• crust
• dirge
• hardcore punk
• Chicago