Revenant

They used to say if you died out there in the mines they'd keep you alive, hook you up to a machine, make you less than a man... or maybe more. But that didn't work on everyone. Not all of the Revenants staid loyal. They took him out, to shoot him up and cut the wires, to bury him in a shallow grave, but the bullet didn't take.

She was just passing through. A stranger in a strange land, skin as pale as a gleam of moonlight and a hunger a mile wide. But maybe, just maybe, they had what the other needed.

Laid bare

Sensational skin

Tenuous

Grasping hold

Bit lips and wind-burns

Sands blown into the sun

Staring up into the distance

Time to turn tail and run

Pay out or play it up

Dancing on a wired leash

Make the machines do the dirty work

Buried until you're just neck deep

Leeched life

Broaching the subject

Mortality

Is getting old

Rust devils running

Against the desert storms

That wasn't thunder rumbling

That machine's alive

His voice is hoarse

Still asking for freedom

Not worth a fuck

But destined to be buried anyway

Such a pouring hunger

And you haven't even sharpened up

A hundred strangers and then some

Thinking you got a pretty mouth

Solutions ready

Drawn together

It'll be a bath

To remember

Crunched in or punched out

No pulse but pounding now

Never seen a dance so dark

Found a partner where it counts

Back to back

Still eating dust

Heading for the horizon

After we burn this down

Pay it out cause praying up

Has never solved a goddamned thing

Helping us to help ourselves

To whatever it is they've got

His grave is fresh up on that hill

And you're still looking grand

The sun has set the moon is full

Taken by the hand

Throw the bones or break them

Catch the midnight storm

And fall for this just like the rain

Cause it's all he's fucking got

Laid to rest

Revenant

Never forgiven

Now never forgot

REVENANT

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