Knifes for claws and fire-kissed scales,
Gossamer wings and countless tails...

Take my heart and split it
In three parts, not two...

Inspired after watching Titanic
Yellowed pearls and rusted rubies...

Bring me the sweat of the pacifist
Wrapped in a web of thorns...

Clinging so hard
Nails crack and bleed...

I want to write a poem
That crow will be my plume...

The curtains on my theatre are never down
And I see it in my mind...

Scarlet eyes tell lies and passion
Shown in your disgraceful fashion...

9 A.M., clock stop
Taxi cab, drop off...

And they call me the class intellectual
Because I fell into that trap once again...