bird through stone

11 October 2011 @ 12:00 am

( My dewy-eyed disney bride, what has tried swapping your blood with formaldehyde? Monsters? Whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide! Jesus, don't you know that you could've died (you should've died) with the monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth. And she's got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes, and she's got knee high socks, what to cover a bruise. She's got an old death kit she's been meaning to use, she's got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you. )

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10 October 2011 @ 10:00 am

we, proud children of man, are vain poor sinners.

( Wie ist die Welt so stille, und in der Dämm'rung Hülle so traulich und so hold als eine Stille Kammer, wo ihr des Tages Jammer verschlafen und vergessen sollt. How still is the world and, wrapped in dusk, as intimate and lovely as a still chamber where you can sleep while forgetting the day's grief. )

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