He said aloud He swung the axe You heard the sound A man like shape or a shape like man Standing straight in nocturnal silence As sunless day Began to dim Our vision was held but we couldn't see it Hanging ominously Stitched up head Nodding in dreams It moved in shadows It doesn't have arms But it knows how to use them It doesn't have a face But it knows where to find one It doesn't have arms But it knows how to use them It doesn't have a face But it knows where to find one Head slumped forward In a grotesque slumber Legs kicking out like Like the one who was hanged Read into the leaves that just won't leave Bleedin' the colors that should be dry Now making a picture Something inside inside inside It doesn't have arms Knows how to use them It doesn't have a face Knows where to find one It doesn't have arms Knows how to use them It doesn't have a face Knows where to find one