Make a thousand excuses
you'll never be mine

wearing our mangled crowns
Cupid ran out of time

loving despair and our precocious bodies
we are desires lovers

the sweet beautiful nobodies

you whisper sins in my ear
things that others should never hear
a voice that makes my run blood cold
one sliver of poison disguised as gold

teeth that chatter in a perfect melody
a toxic tongue in which pain is the remedy

can you feel that shudder beneath my breast
that's my heart escaping my aching chest

you're filthy, you're pathetic
an obscene blackened liar -
I know I shouldn't
but I'm addicted to my desires

a flash of hope burnt by passion
we wear each other like the latest fashion

our hearts beat but that's not living

Cupid's rotting away

I guess we get what we're given

returning to our troubled pasts
to mistakes we should not go back to

but I don't care as long as I'm with you.

Love is a word too many times I've heard
say it to show affection
to indulge in temptation and lurid satisfaction,

thrown around like a leprositic disease
the blasphemy a sin enough to bring me to my knees

it reeks of fake and knocks me sick
a glimmer of hope that's just too quick
is it any wonder my mind's paralysed
when such a word is a substitute for lies?

The sound churns my stomach, rots my brittle insides
you stupid *****, you've unleashed the septic I tried to hide
a simple word you really shouldn't have said
for now the pale God's alive and my conscious is dead

and now I stroke the shiny scars I bare
wondering if I ever have the capacity to care
the confusion curdles and warps
for what is love when people continue to distort?

Surrounded by nothingness my tortured mind unwinds
I think of your face and my teeth grind
my sanity is shot, my patience is all but through
oh how I love it, oh how I'd love to have never met you

you took my ****** hand, shown me stained gold
you gave me a prize that I can never hold
you've scratched my surface, there's more I can give,
now I'm diseased, for lust is the only reason I live

like a butterfly trying to fly with charred wings
I flounder in self-pity amongst other pathetic things
I've lost my ego, my pride has all but gone
oh but trust me baby girl, you really haven't won

for you've opened up the lock to my narcissistic thoughts
a God within me that warps and distorts
the games you play, it's time you were the pawn
I'll rot your insides with pain, laugh as your soul lies torn

I'll inflict the damage you've done unto myself
I'll laugh as the addiction curdles your health
I'll fill your head with black bloated voices,
coded enigmas that were once the simplest of choices

your lips were only mine to take
you should've thought of that before you faked
you messed with a mind more twisted than your own
shot yourself in the foot, now your safety net's gone ~

*My pity.

I'll wipe away your tears when it gets too much
I'll kiss you softly when I've given you what I want
weeping rose, your sultry not mine but yours to keep,
exhausted and drugged we simply didn't want to sleep

high on adrenaline and forbidden lust
you took me to your garden and charred my trust
taking my decaying exterior, a mask corrupted and inferior -

stirring the freak inside with a stroke and ******

O' charred rose, you weeping liar
polluting minds with toxic desire
a dismembered head, horror's twisted invictus
a mind seething with cyanide and citrus

nights full of compassion and false respect
I take you as a friend but you know what I expect
I'd say I'm ashamed, horrified, but then I'd be a liar
for this sick addiction burns within like fire

you're disgusting, infatuating, twisted and vile
I'm full of obscenity, my heart beating bile

telling myself that you'll be a friend when I see you again
but deep down I know I won't be thinking with my brain.

Sunday hung-over mornings and golden glares
avoiding the dumb-hound dogs and their disapproving stares,
a bedside table lined with more coke than wood
a night-time of regrets, of differences of whether you would or should -

beware the dumb-hound dawgs
chewing upon fingernails rotten and curled
exhaling noxious fumes and Badrock
making everything see sense in a senseless world

they stole your pitiful cranium and filled it full of idolisation
jackhammering from high to low, like station to ******* station -
yes it was good, full of *** and blissful ignorance
but the harsh light of day brings addictions ruthless persistence

not in the full throes of its torrid grasp
yet you look at the half empty packets and ask
should you carry on clean even though it stings
or should you strangle your strength and clip it's wings?

For drugs don't love you, it's a one way relationship that spits
they'll leave you emaciated, broken, just like your mind that splits and fits -

those pesky dumb-hound dogs you loved oh so much last night

in a few broken years time you'll wish you'd never ever set sight.

A faded silhouette with a broken smile
sitting in my chair I gaze at the abyss for a while
wondering how things ever became so complex
my fingers numb, but still they flex

my muscles seeth with anger, bloated with fury
I'm the apostle of failure, just look at my story;
born from the womb of carelessness, now I can't feel
a scavenger in this world all I do is steal

grounded like a butterfly with broken wings
hunting for shards of truth amongst other things
I'm the height of sophistication, of lust, of adoration

*Oh if only I was

I am the god of nothing

I am the Lord of lies

I have fallen from my grace

to the very thing that I despise

whatever's good is broken

I don't really care

for when the inferno does erupt

I simply won't be there

Did you mistake my face for friendliness

Sorry but it doesn't exist

for I've rose up from the stagnating cesspit
within in which we continue to persist

I reward nothing with loyalty
I'll take and use and choose

fallen stars, broken hearts -
nothing to me but a bruise

For I am the righteous

I am the whole story

I am favored by nobody, inside grotesque and gory

I am the air you breathe, the dust upon your seats,

I am the Pale God

so get down upon your knees