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Save Your Face


Alby Malinger

Murder in black, Salvation in silver.

Is death a cliché now?

I never imagined how

what I feared became me.


A roar from dark skies, raining lifetimes on me.

The splattered dirt is clinging, spilling, vulgar.

Which way is down?  I really don't see.

how could you see her, and love her... and kill her?

Murder in black, salvation in silver.


Four moments ago you were there in the streets.

These crying children are your own.

Temptation and love bring on defeat,

together as one in a hole.

The world is deaf, only now there is me.

But you couldn't stop tempting so much that you killed her.


Now you realize the murder, it's black with the rain,

and Salvation, with death, is still silver.

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