Arise from a weird slumber,
I shake my skin of dust and ash,
Bounce though a circle of fire,
Call me Johnny Cash.
Didn't burn, felt no pain,
Immune to fire it seems,
Walked right through,
Smoke rattles my ears.
Might not blister but I feel the heat,
A thousand degrees of a grapevine life,
I remember monsters and wine,
Now we're here together - In purgatory.
Is this a resurrection?
Do I need a new direction?
Another chance have I been given?
Resurrected as a holy woman?
Fuck no.
This aint heaven,
Don't think it's hell, Sure as shit aint Earth,
Just ash and dirt.
A wasteland here,
Hope this isn't my brain,
I must have been shit,
But don't bring me back,
I'll be shit again.
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