Dead Love

by Eden   Apr 25, 2005


Someone help me to be free...
Someone help me, I'll help you see...
Please, forgive my harshness of tone,
But my anger and skill I must hone.
See the deadened sky so vague
The obsidian sky that you have made
Trust in darkness so divine
For it is and will always be mine.
Take my hand and lead the way;
I cannot see, for the light of day
Innocent songs are hurting my ears
For I hold nothing but corrupt fears.
Spread a plague across this earth
Bitter humans fight at birth.
They with children's eyes so pure
See what they will endure.
End the pointless struggles for life
There is no life, only long-living strife.
Peace to continue is null and void
Withal, you have my mind destroyed...
Forever understand my plea,
From my eyes, please do not flee...
The darkness there is misunderstood
To hide in a darkening wood.
Feel a melancholy string
Upon an instrument...I sing.
Bold are songs now clear and strong
How could this be wrong?
Your hands are of infected mold
My hands were made at birth so cold
Please, help me break away
From this worthlessness of the coming day
Help me find my purpose...clear
Help me...I know the weeping tear.
I know where the darkness resides
And the basis why, for you, it hides.
Let me touch your heart so white.
Let my darkness deaden and spite
Let me make you my burning star
And let me abuse your heart...and scar.
Let me make you dead inside
Let me make you a wandering hide.
You are worn, but brightly colored...
Let me make your darkness uncovered.
True, you see that this I can do...
I'll do anything for you.

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