Your reflection in my eyes. I crossed the bridges of the time. Be my hero for today. 'Cause tomorrow we'll be dead.. White walls, blue lights. Four seasons of never ending night.
Never hide. I can't see your face through this mask.. My looking glass dimmed. And the world is in mess... ... You break into my room. Tonight Jupiter will rise..
When she talks I turn around. And it's alright. You're living deeply now. And you're alright. . But just leave a light on. For the night is rollin' in.
All star crossed and starry eyed innocence. Pulled away by maturity's tide. Loneliness as the void into which. All this warped obsession is cast. . Shyness as the dam, denying the river its ultimate purpose.
It's not sadness that sings a song that lets him breathe. A man who jammed the world down his sleeve. Fled on his back he fills the sky, now. With words that brought a tear to my eye.
This morning ends the thrill, for you just made your kill. You took that dream and slowly slit its throat. . The silence burns my ears, my senses are aware.
Once colorful dreams now swing. Like dead paratroops from the naked trees. Your sky lips and snow skin are sugar. For the carrion perched high atop the naked trees.
Look across the room. I see her rise I see her gloom. I don't know why she's sad now. . Slip inside my dreams. I'll make you whole, you'll make me clean.
Burn the men of science. Who would trivialize the collapse of a sun. And kill these atheists. . Who can only make their tears with thumbscrews. I cannot destroy my own life efficiently.
Come in from the cold,. And wipe off the rain that bleeds into your bones. . Sit down by the fireside,. I watch the flame dance in your eyes. . There's a tear upon your shoulder,.
Dyed red hair, a forest green dress. And a pair of kitchen knives. It was the last time I ever saw a rose.
This day became a night. And he went down. And left behind the light. . And couldn't ask for help. A lonley store. To fill it to himself. . Couldn't stop the fight.
archaic bureaucracy doomed from the outset bloated and hedonistic invincible. and inert a bedridden monolith of uselessness we lack the fortitude. to pull the plug unable to envision our lives without it instead.
Don't say I have missed you long enough. Isn't it enough that you're the one I love. Your cold water dripping has turned to floods. A dam of my mistakes is giving way again.
Why purchase respect when terror is on sale. Reverse nightstick butt fuck. At some point protection and domination became synonymous. And somewhere theres a bullet on its way to your face pig.
Androgynous we are. Ancient statues deformed in desert winds. Dead children play. In Mapplethorpe Grey. . Midnight orgies at the school for the blind.
I walk through fields that haunt my dreams. This time I fear it's broken me. I tasted you so brief yet sweet. The morning comes it's choking me. . It's the way you always left me coming down.
The night is cold, you lie with ghosts you have let down. An empty bed betrays you, you lie awake and wonder what went wrong. The lights have died, the love they gave on borrowed time.
Someday I'll find a way to win her over. She knows it's me calling again. Can feel her rolling her eyes. . These words I used to scream. From the rooftops.