A blood-line older than the ages
A secret as old as time...
Fiery mass tumbles to the ground,
The building collapses and everyone dies...
[A pale ode from my teenage years to Moorcock's...
A thousand worlds have I seen...
The fear inside this poor mans eyes,
As the reflection reveals a scythe...
Your body aches my mind,
gently and violently...
Down another pill, take another hit
Chug the bottle, just once more...
The one I guarded was now gone,
No longer training on the lawn...
Forced to smile,
All those kisses that can't be mine...
Linger longer, dearheart mine,
And warm me with your form...
In my world
dragons fly and fairies live...
A bunch of breakdowns and obscenities.
Failures, liars, nothing’s true to what it...
Singing in the blood of a thousand doves,
Listening to the sound of the dripping blood...