Love me all the same
please
Love me all the same
I speak about my paradise like  its my own apocalypse
despising my own empty cranium
hold me  higher my love
dont ever let me go
I built empires on the sands of your mind
a grain out of place and civilizations  crumble and burn
love me all the same
please
love me all the same
you broken sonet
you fouled field
our pasts are fickle and ripe with pain
our falicies where religions decades ago and generations before
they where truths
whispered in hushed shadows
and murmured between soulless corpses
I am a drunk who rambles about sobriety
my dear love me all the same
please love me all the same
my feilds are cracked with fractures more then skin deep
the mountains in my mind are carved from the pebbles of the souls
ive crushed beneath my foot,
you have no idea the weight i carry withen myself
too much for a legion of mules to bare
but just enough weight to bend my sanity,
my dear i beg you
please love me all the same

I've lost my script
To life
They say there isn't one
Then why am I saying all the wrong things
If there is no right thing to say
How am I getting my steps so wrong
When there is no right way to move
What does getting it wrong
Actually mean
If there is no script to life
And no stages
To go through
....
I've lost my script
I'm going down

Sweet lust hold me so pure
Nothing can tempt me from what I desire
The aching need of everyday's light
For lust I am
Slave

She is a smooth surface with rough edges
A doll with a face of milk and butter
But a heart with an iron gate
The slightest nick in her tattered dress
Could cause the gate to shut
And no more will she open her arms
To the beating of the doll-maker's heart