The tale of dusty and pistol pete

Dusty screams
Through doors and imaginary floors
"why can't you miss me?"

Pistol pete
Removes the final breaths from her unkind
And she is shaken

What does this mean
In love or in peace?
With you lying next to me
So faithless serene

And she calls to him

Let the waste
Cross the ancient trails to you
Far out
Beneath the sorrow clouds

Let them taste
The bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out
Through your rusted scars

Alone he roams
Inside the ordinary catacombs
Of her waiting

With raven hands
She steals and staggers towards her man
Still scorned by his demon

Because he's undone
Become the language of
Disaster and love
Vengeance and dust

And she calls to him

Let the waste
Cross the ancient trails to you
Far out
Beneath the sorrow clouds

Let them taste
The bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out
Through your rusted scars

Dusty screams
Through doors and imaginary scenes
Of hurt and teardrop

As he holds her down
In the cold lonely winds
Together again
Her inside him

And she calls to him

Let the waste
Cross the ancient trails to you
Far out
Beneath the sorrow clouds

Let them taste
The bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out
Through your rusted scars