To all the empty rooms
And trapeze windows
The tiles decomposed

Before the holes in bed,

We were in joy
In the name of death
And for death also,

We had fathomed
Each other

We have long known
Death and its embrace
Where we sheltered

But for the sake of
Morbid sanity and flooded colors
We have never been used

Of death

If all these sad songs rejoiced you instead
If all my ballads for you lead to ballistic
If all your weary hair untangle your tears
When will the sun droop
For the teapot heat of your dimmed heart
Will never cease like unclean dagger
Lathered by
Our blood-bound love

In the empty rooms
Before the trapeze windows
By the dirt you dwell in
Degraded by shallow affection of
Blood, coldly overflowing from
Earthly remains so cold
Getting blue forever more
And leaving me in
Hollow-soaked world