You are the second sword
Through the heart
Even though the sword is gone
The scar remains

I see you in the mirror
Through the waves
And shaped in the clouds
No escape
I knew there would be none

But I never imagined
How piercing the pain
Would remain

Human love is the only love
I seek to understand
The only love
I wish to feel
Pulsing through my veins

The sky is bleeding with lust
Fire drips from its cloudy veins
Onto the world below
Cars drive towards the flames
Where they will be judged
With beauty and passion

Seven-thirty is the time for splendor
Power and pain
When the clouds turn pink
And clarity becomes clear

I remember the words
You say to me
In the deepest of all nights

They are mindless
And at the moment
They are nothing

Yet they dissolve into something deeper
Something greater
Greater than even our
Friendship

Splendor upon nothing
Keeps me running
Searching endlessly for more
Just around the corner

Absent minded
With torment at every toss and turn

Why does his ghostly apparition do this to me?
Have I caused myself such pain and sorrow
That I can't even accomplish
What should have been done
Tomorrow?

Drusilla drains my heart of blood at night


I see it drip the words I wish I would have spoken