Testo This Purple Child

there's some monster within slipping from sleeping to arise. and there's some angels there too down and deep within darkening eyes. blood remains cherokee red and eyes still shine old world blue. warm and wrapped in unfurled flag with waiting room smile you drink and get drunk and brag ...of this perfect child. crushed between the slip of dreams hard to explain. new world order and old world birthing pain. warm and wrapped eyes remain cherokee red and blood still shines old world blue this purple child