Today is the perfect day, the finest day of my death
Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath
Those eyes are watching me while I'm wearing this wedding dress
But the queen in their eyes, has these heart and mind in a mess.

I remember the last time that we talked to each other
When you gave me that call that I won't forget forever
I was trying to be strong but my eyes were full of tears
I tried to say these words though my heart was full of fears:

"My love, at this time, I won't ask so many things from you
You have done so much for me and you know it hurts me so
I can do nothing today but just to cry over you
You'll be alone and I'm here preparing to say "I do".

But I have a request my love, the  last favor I'll ask
Before the day of my wedding, please be there, please come so fast
Don't be late, be on time, I will wait for you 'til the last
When I give my vow to him, there won't be no time for us."

And now I am walking in this humble aisle of  my grave
I take the last glance at the door for a hope that I'll be saved
But no shadow of you there, now I have to face my death
I can hear my heart's mourning from the sound of the wedding bells.

Today is the perfect day, the finest day of my death
Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath
As I have realized how fool I am, why I believed?
Today is the perfect day, let them watch my perfect death...

Have you ever spoken with someone in this deep manner? The pain clarifies, sharpening and focusing into
wait where is my mind
Delaying the spoen inevitable truth spit
*spoken
Can't type when I'm shaking with emergency

Learning from inside-out, crouched, how do I tie this double-knot?
Acoustic ambience bouncing around in the space between my ears
Creating songs the shape of you,
sea of sadness.
Melancholic temple,
where you have gone to worship all your life,
is burning to the ground in great, blundering flames.
Was it you
who nearly drowned
last June?
Was it you
who never
ever
let them
forget?

You tied me up in this bed of yours,

your pile of books, your labyrinth

I tried to escape, but the rope only cuts in.

Deeper and deeper as my tears get sweeter and sweeter

I kissed you once on your lips

twice on your wounded soul

And you give me the carnal embrace.