Do you dare to join the choir

Of opened skin and weeping flesh



Dare you take this sharp key

And penetrate the carnal wall

What treasures will it reveal?

Perhaps a hidden truth beneath...



This drooling call attracts the one

Made of shadows and grey skin



Dare you open the jaws

And look into the red

Open the gates of skin

And see the horde within



Dare you listen their weeping

(Those red tears dropping)

The silent moans from their mouths

And the flowing sighs...



Dare you take this path

For it's made of bleeding

And of suffering and screams

...Although it's all rewarding



I dare to tread there

Where the unfanged jaws drool

Bitter phlegm to amuse

The horde of shadows...



...And grey skin