The sweetest scent her skin emits
Every serenity the plastic reflects
A trace of sunshine in the mist
And repressed desires of intimate flesh

Still trying to see you with these eyes too blind
Without a will to conduct such a simple mind
Clawed away to pieces when I didn’t want to see
The distorted reflection, of what became of me

With no arms to keep the seams together
And no warmth to suppress these childish fears
I will wander this barren earth alone
In all of fragility, and away from the tears

After the echo of our last goodbye has long since faded
And I’ve stripped this house naked of your every reminder
But in this old room, perhaps it is the exception
All throughout, your letters still litter my floor
Words written when I was still beautiful to you

His gaze veiled in a layer of clouds, he looks down upon us with such contempt
A perfect being, driven by such flawed emotions
A jovial comic, or an angry father
A split-personality sadist with a hell of a sense of humor

We gathered any words that he might have said
And transcribed them into our own human jumble
Every syllable uttered, down to a trace of a sigh
Molded to yield to our instincts
Dominance and glory, all in the name of “love”

His favorite son walks on water, did you know?
But the naughty children have a special place to go
If they dare disobey their strict father

It’s in every breath within us, shining in every ray of light
The human will to be, spawned from hands not our own?
It pillages towns, and takes innocent lives
Of those who chose against
The word of the “wise”

It sews our eyes shut from the ugly world of enlightenment
And guides the sheep away from the forbidden trail
The heathens reside on the other side of the river
And only the sinners dare to build a boat

The softness of your skin still itches at my fingertips
And your scent never seems to leave these sheets
How silly of me—to think you’d keep your promise
How silly of me—to think you’d ever return

Your thoughts are of another now, I’m not dumb
I still can’t help but wonder, what you’d look like right now
In this silent house that needs your voice
In this empty bed that needs your warmth

I know the tears I cry won’t be enough
And the words I write you'll never see
Lips sewn shut with screams that will never surface
A smile painted on and good humor forged
I know you can see behind my mask
Even though you convince yourself that I’m happy

The taste of fear burns my tongue
Flesh to flesh, I am for you
Ravished to ruin, abused by masochism
You stare at me with a face glazed in sweat

Tell me what you're thinking: I'm a ***** little *****
See the words pass through a mind rendered hollow
Spread my legs and let the insects crawl in further

I've been used before, so why do you want me?
I've been claimed and pillaged by prior barbarians
Show me the devil behind your mask of virtue!
I've seen it all before

(You can kiss me all you want
but the memory will never erase
Pushed flat on my stomach by pure testosterone
A hell of a way to lose your innocence)