A dark caress burns its mark
'cross my wrists as the dark
embraces my life,
long for a knife...
How does it feel as it disappears,
the golden light of a love so fierce?
How does it feel in the light of day,
when all you lived for passed away...
As I lived on, I caught a glance
over the veils of ignorance,
this lovely sight, know what it's been?
An image of what I've been...
Seductive hate torments my heart,
thinking of a war I'd start
against a void I now am shown,
or just against my own?
Future remains uncertain,
can be rebuilt what is torn down?
Can I lift the curtain,
to see Love in a Silver Gown?
Raise Your Horns To The Pentagram!