The Red River At East Berwick Drive
A gondola of bones heading towards purgatory.
Upon the Red River, flowing ever so silently.
Little lights dancing woefully on the surface.
Subtle waves like silken cloth as the Red River whispers.
"I love you dear, come drink of me.
We will become the world and so much more.
Have my love and have my hate, I will free you of your stagnant state.
Bloody lungs, a broken soul, your grace a horrid scene of filth.
Yet everything about you my dear, so wonderful, beyond my words.
I love you dear, come drink of me. I must feel you drown in me."
A gondola of bones heading towards a sweet demise.
Upon the Red River, washing away all crooked lies.
Fine wisps of black smoke dancing adroitly on the surface.
Every wave like crimson crystal dunes as the Red River whispers.
"I love you dear, come drink of me.
My blood shall be your remedy.
Sink into me, I will shelter you, forever in my cold embrace.
Sink into me, I will carry you, forever until the end of days.
Tranquility awaits you, at my mouth a million miles away.
I love you dear, come drink of me. Come with me to the golden bay."