"When you scraped your
Paint brush across my canvas,
The acrylics left
Nothing but a beautiful disaster"

hounds smell blood
sweat shows you are tired
tears show your heart is in a dire
patch your wounds tight
wash your sweat, wash your tears
hounds are coming, wash your fears!

when you die once,the fear goes away
i feared living and death in the same way
now death is gone, not afraid to live
it's up to you whether mock or believe
i miss that emotion, the fear
feeling being chased from the rear
now that i don't have it it's equal to love
we die to live and live to die

Diving in the abyss
Of your blue eyes
The waves of love that
Had longed
To crash upon me
Reared up high
And gulped me