The Razorblade Caress

Dec 13, 2010, 3:38:24 PM

It lingers, the music I tried to forget
It still echoes, the voices I tried to forgive
As the halls of the unspeakable crumble
and the claws of loathing retract
I guess you wanted there to be nothing left

You would walk over corpses,
desecrating the dead and buried
as you spit on their hallowed soil
and take away their dignity
Your world has become a graveyard
infinite souls to plunder, to tear asunder

And it lingers, the music of your screams
Self-righteous, undoubtful and justified
chains and crosses and a chameleon leash
The illusion of a choice was never even there
not that it matters, not that I care
Just rip me to pieces right here

The vivid dreams, the razorblade caress
the scars and open veins, the chelsea smile
That was the only time I ever even saw you smile
the day of abidance to your finite covenant
through walls I could hear your laughter

Even inside of me, perpetually carved
even then, you still refuse to die
as you reject even life
The greatest lie you ever told
was forthcoming yet cold
You never really wanted to die,
you just never wanted to grow old.