Diamond Mine

Waxen nun in her bed

"I had to do it!" She said

If you let a child

Be a child, you ain't

Doing her no favors in the end

Which brings us to her portrait

The photograph

Of the orphan they ripped

In half

And left what was left

In the forest a hell

Of which there is

No name

Most love comes around

Second hand

It's a strange age better take

Take what you can and

Maybe you've been orphaned

Unforgivably - if so, i bet you know

Of some traditional wretch you left

To catch her death out in the snow

So

Unhappy child

Flash me your

Rottweiler smile

Don't let no

Modern kind of love bring you down

There's plenty of

Decent tail in this town

Did you grow up in a trailer park

Did you grow up

In an immaculate and humorless place

Where the holy spirit, when you came crawling in

Turned away from his face

There are some parents

Whose children long for divorce

Now that you've buried your head

In this time

Where dust sharp and fine

Rises from the mouth

Of the diamond mine

Where hungry pickaxes tear at the rind

And cut men up from the inside

Oh gun toting urchin

What do you need

Of it's nothing

She ain't coming

Back to me

Marrow knowing orphan

What can i bring

Oh it's nothing

He already took

Everything