As The Wings Of Perfect Flame Glow Out Of Passion.

Saturday, April 28, 2007

And so it ends like it began

The smell of incense
It fills the air inside this room
Cast of light colorly strewn about the floor
A casket lined with pills

And the bitter taste of absinth
To wash it down


And so it ends like it began
At a cross

Along this interstate
A worn inscription

All cracked and faded
These actions will remain
When bodies turn to dust
And from this monument
I will drown inside the anguish of your heart


A new dawn broke this morning
Tears were raining in this room
As pure as holy water
Reflecting images of you
This world is like a whore

So ravish and so beautiful
So bitter cold and all alone


And if i had my way
We'd wake up on the day we met
I'd stare into your heart for hours
And try to make you hear the sweetest thoughts
But not tonight

We die inside each others arms
We'd revel in our last embrace

I'd steal the breath right from your heart
And kiss you as we die

I rest my lifeless head upon your heart
Forever

I rest my lifeless head upon your heart

Maybe i'll bring you sunlight after all

I'm sorry

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