You want me for dead,
you eccentric aroma of lillies blended with...

To listen to illusions
performing sacred rituals...

Spawn of satan
daughter of lucifer...

I am lying down, and the world is dark,
a cold breeze washes over me...

I have fallen into sin
drowned in my own mind...

You are
what i am not...

Good afternoon
dear friend of sorrows...

Eyes
the color of the ether...

Heaven looks down on me
and it mocks me...

Unready
to confess...

There is no other.
A thing that could last...

Walk into the room
slowly...