His skin as milky as the moon
Shines through the stars...
You may find in your cloying dreams,
Sickeningly twisted figures invade your things...
I'm sorry I was late,
I had to go slice some deadly cards...
Her skin smells of lavender,
to match the shade of her eyes...
Running faster and faster through the weeds,
Over branches, around big fallen trees...
You broke my heart in two
And took me like a bet...
The floor is wet with tears of sorrow
thoughts of darkness twist her mind...
I wish to leap over
the apparent horizon...
Sirens coo unwary men
Tempting them with song...
His lips so pure
The blood drops from his chin...
I look deep into your eyes.
I force myself to focus on you...
They visit my dreams and hopes
teach me to desire so that i can cope...