Minutes to hours
Hours to days...

Do you think I'm different?
Because of my views...

Place a mask upon the lies
Healing all of that which cries...

I watch you save them
I watch you be them...

Time is distant
Time is near...

Soft whispers against bruised lips
His butterfly kisses are cold...

The blood, it slithers down my arm
The blade too sharp to miss...

He is a love song, three-forty-three
One that always makes me smile...

I am in love with the one you call Death
And I couldn't ask for it any other way...

I keep telling myself that he's not worth it
That this pain I feel is better of dead...

He's screaming harshly in my ear
His arms flailing about...

I wish that you would make love to me
In the shadows of the moonlight...