Rattled demeanor
Stained scent
A cluster f**k, a splif for every slip
"Don't do it, never fall", you remind your decaying self.
Once again.

~YOU~

"Who hindered you from speaking truth?"

Bliss is the name praised in ignorance
Preached from the mouth of your haughty priests, at the altar of pride.
Birthed into unknown familiarity, grasping its customs of indulgence ever since.
Shameful hearts hold their heads high, the law is to never hide.

Oh, golly. Deceitful joy all around!
Yes! We sing and dance to the melody of the harlot's harp
Oh, tis beautiful! tis merry! Truly a place to be
With ardor, even the noble are welcomed, loved

They hear yet not understand, see yet perceive not
Aha! tis the jolly of folly.

Unclean, the night is young.
Astry, lukewarm affection.
Lips of dispute
Entities of doom
Spirits of denial

"Give strong drink to him who is perishing,
And wine to him who are bitter of heart,
Let him drink and forget his poverty,
And remember his misery no more"

~Will~

It's only fitting, my deepest darkest secrets linger on the trembling lips of the night.
Yes, the stars are in on it too!
Accessory to crime, they're always in sight.
Dusk to Dawn
I wear my sin on a sleeve, what else can I do
When all they've witnessed slips into the ears of the rising Sun.


~Split second. A lifetime ~

Oh yes!
Bind and lock me up. He has declared me his,
sound the trumpets and ready the chariots.
oh Adam, my dear
You kiss the lips of an adulterous and leave me cold;
Mere words could never revive this decaying flesh.

YOU'VE TAINTED THE ******. KILLED YOUR MANHOOD
...

He held me.
Down to the arch of my back
...
He grabbed me.
His soul depended on it
...