Cum stained hearts (A Half-Ass Human Collaboration) It was Lost Highway on a box TV In a interstate hotel North of home She was shadowbox dancing and I was rubbing my thigh The rough texture of wear worn denim The tickle against my bruised Palm The quiet trickle of the sting against my flesh Back then She was the sea saw destruction in my eyes The internal battle, just the gutted out remains of burning bushes and Brimstone scented hell. But she was sparks And she was fire The devil's temptress In the sway Too much beauty Too much beauty for this world And so I cracked beneath The Beats Of a charcoaled heart Falling Down And away from the Exodus of my youth and deeper into the sins of man Forbidden juices on dripping chins China doll lines of silken moons Our Addled minds and The adder's kiss Chemical drenched venom Filled veins And cum stained hearts.