Absinthe

Take this down ca 1993 Grey dusk envelops the dying stream Failing yet holding sway Slowly going away Grind me down, into the ground Down again, when I drown I've failed again Absinthe always this way Absinthe my loveless angel Shaking nervously with intenser days The pissant drags a bloody soul away Building beds out of flesh Rotting time, an empty caress Grind me down, into the ground Down again, when I drown I've failed again Absinthe always this way Absinthe my loveless angel A long way to go when chained to the earth Yesterday was mourning today's a brighter dirge