Paths have crossed, cost is sin.
Found it lost.
Defeat him, defeat him.

The rivers feral, cholera sets in.
No habit sterile.
Repeat him, repeat him.

Roll over the carpet on your cheek.
Jostle that scar you've kept so neat.
The secrets of two whom dare not speak.
Their season, the fall, not so bleak.

By the end I just paid him to silence her doubt.

How long must we culture them?
Nostalgias grinding gears again.
Indifference starts to begin.
Never what they could have been.

Lectured threads have come undone.
The paraphrase has yet to come
My heart begs it's not for one.
It works for you but not for some.

Don't read my heart.
Don't press her luck.
You've one in the chamber.
But your hands locked up.

We've called the shot.
No one's forgot.
He mourned tomorrow as he lost God.

She saw the pause.
Let slip the cause.
I'm not the human you thought I was.

By the end I just paid him to silence her doubt.


No, I never knew this place.
God sent me here to see.
But I'm drawing closer to the exit.
I must find a place to hide memories.
I've squandered my chance to walk with the living.

By the end I just paid him to silence her doubt.
By the end of the raid he sure did sing loud.

We Blink

8 days till the sun awakes the dawn.
Three days past.
We blink.
The moments gone.

Closer comes the time, together you and me.
But the end isn't too far to see.
Simple to fall before our hearts compliance.
While praying that it won't end in silence.

It's difficult to describe the way I feel.
Like a cut on the tip of my tongue that won't heal.

I guess I'm just begging you not to go.
I know it's rather early but baby you gotta know

When the music fades.
When I'm lowered.
When my eyes cast a porcelain glaze.
It's not over.

Taken my last breath today
All my troubles fly away.
I hope you're there.
Brushing flies through my hair.

Everything becomes a blur.
Forever now I'm sober.
Cross my arms and spread the dirt.
No mamma, it doesn't hurt.

No longer will I take your space.
Paint a smile on my face.
Delivery me from all my fears.
While my memory disappears.

I hope you're there.
It's not over.

A ****** serenade to show me all your witches.
The lie that bites my eye and pulls apart the stitches.
Shes like a ****** gun half cocked on a loaded nun.
A feral infant left the instant she could see the sun.

While god herself grins in the face of my stability.
Woke up alone crying "where the hells Felicity?"
I'm just a fender-****** pretender makin the same mistakes.
Her music shakes and rattles snakes right between my legs.

We filled the mind so bloated as we floated feelin omnipotent.
The silent rhyme that stopped time and left the world corroded.
I had to cough and shake it off before we qualify to multiply.
Traded a moth for sloth but got caught by a butterfly.

Her heart beating, got me feeding and it stops the bleeding.
Deep throated, dually-noted as I start believing.

Clearly hypnotized by all the words that you've said.
Blowing all the days until you lay in my bed.
Now my souless nothing's turning grey into red.
As falling scarlet needles dance around in my head.

Tonight we'll fly under stars dressed in black.
Bite you immortal, or so says the bat.
One hand on your wing the other on your thigh.
With one timely moan, butterflies split the night.

A bite on her neck seems to penetrate deep.
Whispers of Magdalena has her drop to her knees.
A full line, a fat dime, with pictures to share.
A moment of silence while the audience stares.

A creep down your spine with a devious smile.
Forcefully colliding sweaty souls all the while.
Before the seizure her eyes disappear.
Filled full of darkness our path becomes clear.

The bat was a vampire, sinister and old.
The butterfly breaks the cocoon and gets cold.

The bat reflects in silver hisses.
The butterfly speaks forgotten kisses.
No telling how far they will fly.
A devious smile splits the day from the night.

Before you flee with your new wing.
That bat might drop to you a ring.
A riddled heart brings stumble and stutter.
It cuts the wings and abandons flutter.

If anything you dream tonight,
The bat and the butterfly...

My tongue is sharp like incision.
And scatters every thread of your brain with precision.
I'm as histrionic as the rest of em.
Like many above, I beg for a little and then some.

I'm the self-hate cousin born rotten.
Killin cells from sins forgotten.

And I can take from your broken piece.
Stick it to mine and build a masterpiece.
Your lovin fits soft like silk stiletto.
And sends me straight to the lazaretto.

But I'm a split-tongue trash-talkin *******.
And fallin from one scheme to another.
Spittin the same mistakes from my past.
And trying to find something to last.

Yes I'm gonna end with a risk.
Send my mind way down for a kiss.
Save myself from razor-to-wrist.
Waste away with me in the abyss.