Dying to love you, a whispering curse
cast upon me, heart dying of thirst
see through the windows, past the dark gray
visions of freedom, where my heart may
freedom from you, from thoughts in my head
to escape your tauntings, my body becomes dead
frighten the natives, hidden from truth
pull at my limbs, grasp and uproot
Visions of fancy, dancing on wings
beautiful veins, and all kinds of things
Dying to love you, dying to know
Visions of blood drops, dashed in the snow
Slitting my throat, slitting my wrists
pounding the ground, with cracked, broken fists
Screaming your name, deep in my mind
over and over, my voice trys to find
comfort and solice, aching, forbidden
seeking your visions, access turns hidden
Dying to love you, I'll be dying alone
your lips, gone, will never have known
Bury me beneath, entombed by my curse
dirt on my coffin, yet my heart still thirsts
Dying to love you, this pounds in my head
yet still six feet under, I'm your dying undead.

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