the open arms of my beloved
will welcome me no more
the coffee iris
shan't lay it's grace
onto my pathetic capsuled being

i have seen the passion fade
the laugh die away in the distance
i have to keep my distance
shame me

i am but a shell
of rotting flesh
and boiling blood
decomposing consumed meat and grass

i have been boiled down to the bones
that keep me intact
with the space and time
i wanted to banish myself from

being pushed to the limits
of my insanity and mortal body

i thought i was Neo
while being NoonE
agent smith has plagued my mind
i tried to force my way out
of this matrix
but the phone never rang

i rip out pieces of me and put them on your plate
you savor them but don't digest
if you want to abandon me
then be my guest
when you give me time i realize i'm blessed

for every second of my stomping chest
i feel like your love is a test
come to mine but bring a vest
be prepared for a hell fest

the devil doesn't let me rest'
i fell right out of Satan's nest

being held in place
by your blinding grace
i have lost my face
my life is just a chase

i stand on Jigsaw's throne
as i squeeze your face
pulling out my sharpened blade
i like watching your life fade

this is what you've made
insanity is my maid

the unarming look
of a descended angel
threatens my sanity

passing by you
time and again
i guess i will stay
forever in pain

the desires
kept under lock
damp fires
hearts of rock

fading away from you
slowly drifting into the abyss of lonely self reflection
you hide your affection too well
i guess i've shown my cards too soon
but too late for you to realize
the depths to which i've been stranded

lost at the bottom
of the bathtub
of your ocean

i can't seem to find enough oxygen
in my love for you

you make me weak
my knees crumble
my head falls for your halo
i am the demon you'd rather keep away'

but you keep peeking
through the keyhole of my suppressed existence
i can only wait for so long
before i perish for good

i have lost myself in you
the me i showed got translated as someone
you don't seem to like

not torn apart from the ideal
but not trying to be a mirror anymore
i have been taken adrift
you have messed me up

your time play seems strange to me
you take me back in time
just to show me
your power over passion

burnt bridges, sore muscles, torn ligaments and open skulls
closed schools are but unusable tools
in times of distress
there is no time to stress
the weight of a dress
when man's woman won't caress
relation, passion becomes a mess
find your taste
bury your haste
the keepers of lost love
shall seal one's fate

Because when man loses face
he can no longer defend his case
no matter how much paste
the shoe won't tie
its lace

i feel my mind being towed
my organs are becoming cold
i didn't mean to fold
but the joint my demon's rolled
cannot be bought or sold

a piece of my body
is still on the market
but for you
i'm still
just a target

i have given the key to my haven
to a demon
slowly ascending towards heaven
my despair has perished
into the screen which connects me
with the devil's secretary

me killing me is mandatory
desperately crawling for attention
i keep myself in detention

my head is a mess
****** up more than less
some want to mess with the beast without rest
i shall guard the treasure
like a dragon his nest

hoarding emotion
while i'm expression less

when is see my angel's demon side
my smile cannot hide
she has turned the tide
sorry for my pride
it's my mask, my shield
would you go for a ride?