The Hangmans Daughter

woman and child like a feather fall from the sky so dark ..so dark in the moonlight naked we worship the night sky... no man can hold what the darkness can sow gonna leave and ugly skull when u go tongues like horns violently born and new...soul the soft dead awake alive in love hard for the hangmans daughter naked we worship the night sky no man can hold what the darkness can sow your gonna leave and ugly skull when u go