He Is Never Coming Back

And I will always Be there first To assess The situation To gain The advantage To push you Further beneath... Me

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026

Because you wanted this Because you pulled The kicking legs From the insect This ain't your mother You're gonna find a god This ain't your mother You're gonna find... This ain't your mother You're gonna find a god Because you wanted this Because you look to the sky You fucking knew better This ain't your mother You're gonna find a god This ain't your mother You're gonna find... This ain't your mother You're gonna find a god You knew better You knew better

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026

I called you and you answered me like a fool

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026

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After Your eyes Sink And grow Further useless Not even vultures Will pull the meat from your Windowless house Not even vultures You have never Done anything

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026

He is never coming back He is never coming back Armies of the half dead With their arms to the sky Armies of the Half dead

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026

We had Our day Before our hands grayed And died Before the world dried up We had Our day We walked Along the road And picked up The bones That were Our relatives We had Our day I put my face To the dogs And let them pull The smile from me

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The sky was gray And you were a Small child without Bones In your arms Now you're a man Who died Propped up Against a fence In the shadow Of your favorite Bible story Still without Bones in your arms A mourning Husband With a pistol In his hand He will smile at You with the meat Of a leg joint In his teeth

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Burn my body, yeah When I'm bloody dead Burn my body, yeah When I'm bloody dead Burn my body, yeah When I'm bloody dead Burn my body, yeah When I'm bloody dead Burn me I don't want To be found With any Of you I won't Be found With any Of you

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We'll drink the blood of birds and through all this change we'll wipe our chins and drink some more We are race horses Some of us are more happy about that than others Some of us more eager to win that race Cooking the meat kept us, not prayer

Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 24, 2026

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