Which of you damn beasts shall take the blame?
You savages, like coyotes on concrete flesh.
Ooh… culprit sunsets
Slowly devouring through
the murals of morals,
oh, will and void.
Ooh… to chew on darkness.
Blow my demon deeds to oblivion,
to harrowing culprit sunsets.
Of lost hopes and forgotten wisdom.
Carnal monuments, hollow inside,
gurdy gateways to underground illusions, and
shady sidewalks of life, infused and homebrewed to
consume in gallons, to the gallows and cannons.
Culprit sunsets – to chew on darkness.