Knowledge is suffering
Ignorance is bliss
But those who suffer
Are those who live
Because to live is not so sweet
It is to pass down empty streets
And you run, run, run
With rabid dogs at your feet
There is no water
No bread of life
No milk of human kindness
Just a saving knife
Serrated savior
Lay rest to this labor
Mingle with red rivers
Beneath the flesh
This blackened heart
Lives to disort
Ignorance is bliss
But those who suffer
Are those who live
Because to live is not so sweet
It is to pass down empty streets
And you run, run, run
With rabid dogs at your feet
There is no water
No bread of life
No milk of human kindness
Just a saving knife
Serrated savior
Lay rest to this labor
Mingle with red rivers
Beneath the flesh
This blackened heart
Lives to disort
Serrated Savior by Joshua Alan Blodgett is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 United States License.
Based on a work at verboseprose86.blogspot.com.
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