Wine.
A fountain.
Sex, it becomes me.
My love, my love, puts shame to a dove.
I love you beyond belief!
Never leave, never leave, please never leave me, oh I cannot think!
Wave after wave, the swoon overcomes me.
Wave after wave, I feel hollow and full.
Your skin is like satin, like butterfly wings.
Your skin entices the touch.
My lips, my lips, my bloody lips.
Oh God, it is too much!
I hold your life, into my veins, the warmth of the golden globe.
You're gone, you're gone.
I've done too much.
My love, you will never know.
The candles are dead, think I'll tan in moon light.
The bed is dread, think I'm gonna be high.
The locks are gone, think I'll run and hide.
The pawns are wrong, think I'll crack a joke.
I'll choke if I don't leave.
I'll choke if they won't leave.
I'll choke if I can't breathe.
I'll choke and start to bleed.
The roads are clear, think I'll take the woods.
The stars are out, think I'll run and shout.
The fog is full, think I'll breathe in blindness.
The mist is dull, think I'll soak my clothes.
Silver comes, and silver goes.
Then comes the sun, like thorns on a rose.
I'm blind and bruised and burning flesh.
Can't wait for the moon to return to refresh.
Her veins flow with acid,
The stench of torture,
Window open,
But the wind brings nothing but tongues from the sun,
Tongues that wrap around her,
She lays still,
An expired Egyptian,
In a coffin of coals.
Sigh, I've come to die.
I've come to feed from all the ages that have come and are gone.
Breathe, I'm full of breath.
I'm damned for all eternity to the torture of each breath.
Lone, alone, everyone is a stone.
And I am the only who's not.
This place, this place is a horrible disgrace.
I'd rather my limbs be thrown to waste.
Oh burn the one who has made me this.
Oh burn, oh burn my throne!
Bury my form, it's not fixed, it is torn.
Epitome of forlorn.
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