How the strings have intertwine
with this Lady Lazarus of mine!
I’ve prepared your regular feast
Of words and tears.

Here, Here
Lady Lazarus, now may I ask.
Why you bind me to thee?
You’ve choked me
until I’m a pale flesh
stripped down into my knees
and in my own chest
you’ve branded me as your own slave
--sent me crumbling into my untimely grave.

Here, Here
Lady Lazarus, now may you see.
nothing permeates from this age old skull
nothing but the word of ‘null’
the hue of all my lights have became so dull,
The shade I’ve could see are from engravings of your hair
and all colors only simmers from the iris of your eyes.
For every meat, I've ate is sand.
and the aroma of every rain feels so bland.
As the winds move clouds in the air
clears the way to set the stage of stars in the skies
syncing into the melody of beauty; I’ve called as fair.

Here, Here
Lady Lazarus, now you may know.
You’ve always rise from the tomb
which I’ve sealed in you in; a matter of time
-till you’ve bring me flowers into my sanctum
and I returned it with these somber rhymes.

Dear, Lady Lazarus of mine
****** me with your words.
Let me perish and die!
For now I know, You couldn’t die
until I can finally call you as mine.