Void of dementia
Clarity
Illusion
Smiling faces
Murderous gazes
The stylish savoir-faire
Of a pompous assassin
In minds that rot away
In pacing decay
Sin, delightful and warm
Wine of the damned soul
Wandering in stupor
Walls, cold and unforgiving
Drink my blood
Mockingly
Solitude's arms
Stretch far indeed
In strangling embrace
Like petals of nothingness
The tragedy of the lovesick
In passionate distance
A comedy of gods
Blinded by arrogance
Singing
Of fire and flesh
They take us in their arms
