The death of a lover


Black out the blue sky and lets the stars disappear;
Blot out the sun and bury me under a shadowy mirror.
Leave me with nothing, no-one and no noise;
Silence the drones of freedom of choice.
Freedom of speech?  Just take it and go.
Leave me to bemoan the death of a lover;
For all that is left of her is skin and bones.


Blow the wind through my home and let it all be gone,
Because nothing really matters; all hope is lost.
Cease to touch anything and stop the clocks;
For the bed no longer rocks, so sleep in socks.


Erase everyone from this planet that we call Earth;
Curse me with bad luck and I shall not curse.
Such words are without passion, when I am without her;
God is nowhere to be seen, in these visions of dirt.


Suffer foolishness because reverence is irrelevant;
Send down the condemned, to suffer your punishment.
Demons hold you by the tongue, as you say no more;
Let everybody fall into darkness and leave them to crawl.


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