Marionnette's Tears

Upon her soft delicate face, the hollow wind breathes

Her perfect blue eyes, the tears she gently weeps.

Blossoming wounds so pretty, relaxed in bleeding exile

Her tattered arms open wide, caressed into infinite sleep.

I gently lower her down to marble ground

She wraps her arms around my neck

As I smile with an wicked stare

I gaze at the forever beauty.

Have I found my true love?

This marionette saturated in divinity

So seductive thru my eyes

My passionate kiss shall make you my queen.

Responding throughts of our minds

The endless nights in bliss await

Scream my name in comforting lust

Oh! These heavenly crimson nights.

A rememberance in a rendered solitude

You beg for oblivious mercy

Captivating primitive nightmares

Darkness sheds its tears you are alone.

This painful memory altered in silence

Reflections of lust on top of that hill.

Marionette's tears stream down her cheek

A saddened queen so cold and so alone.

Strings break inside her heart...

Her wicked world is falling apart...

No one hears her lonely cries...

Bloody tears weep out her precious eyes...

I come to life in your haunting dreams, my warm embrace

I kiss your tears away as my hands caress your gentle face.

I come to life in your fading dreams, this warm embrace

I bleed your tears forever, my hands shred your delicate face.