From a roof

From a roof i call you names
beat your heart into some shapes
put your fin­ger on my lips
along your bloody cur­tain drips
this came outs­ide a woo­den cave
neit­her taima­ble nor slave
a beast, a beast, a foolish feast
apart from what i´ve seen at least
be gone, be very gone, upset
the people call this beast to rest