"Don't leave me alone," he pleads.

Watching the blood drain out of me.

Pale wooden eyes, the mistakes of today and tomorrow.

Sweat glistens agaisnt his forehead, as the audience listens.

Pulled a deck of cards from his pocket, who would know he was playing his fate.

That voice calling, piercing the air like a knife.

Cold water, dead skin.

Baby I love you.

But it's too late to reminisce, place a kiss to your lips.

I feel the magic calling.

I hear him mocking me, like he'll always do.

Our bodies are one, slipping and fading with ease.

But he'll blame me, blame me.

For all that he's done.

The night is dark but, our heads are darker.

His wines are mine, dozing off as he cries.

I see the ****** in his eyes, we have to die.

My organs spilling, copper staining my teeth.

Tears flutter my eyelids, too tired.

As everything floats away, I can see him.

The magic, burning like flames around us.

Can't let us die in piece, no you couldn't do that for me.