Skink Songtext
von Dastard

Here′s a new one
My crooked shadow on the curb
Sliced neck
Strikes a nerve
This is the second dead body they've found this week
A crusted puddle beyond salvage
In writhing swimming sleep
He lays disadvantaged


It was here
Right here
Everything wholly
And in that darkness lurks a smile
A crazed fanged beam
The not so quick witted juvenile
Can hardly think let alone scream
Some things are hard to get behind
Until something sinister seeps into play
I sure wish I could have been there
To get in the way