Dying into the New (Deadgirls) - The Mercy Cage

Inside the doll factory

Revel in

The joy in this submission

Traced back

The source of all infection

Is framed with these pictures of dead girls

It reels from

It comes from

Interred by

Returns to

It reels from

Erased from

Inferred by

Returns to

Never was the same

Stumbling towards the fall

Never was the same

Stumbling forward…

Necrosanct

In matters of flesh

You are not your skin

You never were

Yet she is crucified

On the stations of the cross

Nothing nears the art of the incision and

It reels from

It comes from

Interred by

Returns to

It reels from

Erased from

Inferred by

Returns to

Never was the same

Stumbling towards the fall

Never was the same

Stumbling forward…

Dreamed the great divide

With the unspoken violence

Of all that came before

In the language of denial

She conjures up dead things

Diving into the new

Dreamed the great divide

In the unspoken violence

Of all one can’t ignore

A permanent solution

Dying into the new