"If there was a heart to tear from this chest
I think you wouldn't hesitate to take it,
lock it away in a box
and open it on the rare occasion you want to see my love"
O let the dark hair fall and the sharp eyes bleed!
Let the cherished lips cut from the lies they spout
and the hand be mangled for the words written
in deep dark red,
crimson of life!
Let it be so, let all else fall and fail
but let this be right!
Let this one thing be as true as it is, instead of this facade
Honestly...
let --- suffer endless, merciless
pain.
Let --- dream decay because I poisoned it with my hand
let --- know that my heart might beat ripped out and broken
but that it might still lead to the most enthralling emotion,
caught in my throat,
sung out eventually in a scream.
Let it be known,
things are most certainly nothing as they seem.
