An ash silhouette of a tried heart breaking
From trust abused and eyes mistaken
A path of tattered kisses going nowhere
Letters to no one to ease the despair
Memories strangled, the truth is but a lie
Absence from love can make beauty die
Atrophied emotions and darkness to spare
Few know the pain of just being there
The world is on the brink of ending tonight
Within the explosions of our twilight
Tricks you’ve played in suspended animation
Impatience born from my temptations
All of my bones are cracking in slow motion
Skin of grey, it has been eroded
To die a slow death on my ballroom floor
A red gown of scabs I won’t wear anymore
Faces like mirrors smoked over and numb
Foreheads with holes on every one
Nobody can leave, we’re locked in for life
Nailed to the floor, virgins to the light
Copyright 2005 Dommi Of Baphomet
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