A Song For Douglas After Hes Dead

Am F Dm E 3x Am F He crouches on the floor, there's a mask on the wall. Dm E And he leafs, through the pages of a book. Am F But wait as he may in the shadow of other leaves. Dm E His heart, in embraces to times long since scorched. Am F The horizon folds over, with a purple sun rise. Dm E And the wind, carry smoke, from a world that is burning. Am F The smoke clogs in his hair, and he's covered with patterns. Dm E And a decent, of life trees, on his camouflaged soul. Am F With a winter of memories, carved ponder bone white. Dm E Beyond his skulls form, a scorpion lies. Am F In the crunch of the snow, as his darkness increases. Dm E A twilight of ice, encircles his teeth. Am F Dm E This is a song for Douglas, after he's dead. Am F Dm E This is a song for Douglas, his mercury dances. Am F Dm E 2x Am F There's a swastika carved, in the palm of his hand. Dm E There's a crooked cross, that is caught in his mind. Am F There waits a falling sun, in his eyes. Dm E There's the honor, of violence, on his lips. Am F His father waits for him, at the towers of silence. Dm E Where they worship the fires, so long ago quenched. Am F But the two willow trees, with el has inverted. Dm E The fork of life snapped, they are father and son. Am F So mingling dust, as if life itself Dm E Had been mostly illusion, but partially real. Am F And partially pain. Dm E Am F And over some wall, if you look through the rubble. Dm E Amongst ruins of churches, where life conquers death. Am F Thou empires can not last, where blood and soils concepts, Dm E Faltered and failed, a cloud still sow his teeth. Am F As the world disappears. Dm E Am F Dm E This is a song for Douglas, after he's dead. Am F Dm E This is a song for Douglas, his mercury dances. Am F Dm E 2x Na-nana-nanana-nananana (repeated) Am