Dance On Your Grave

Shades of grace spilled across

Lips that lied as she became the mother of sorrow.

Each word portrayed the shores

Of my lust where a million breaths were laid to rest.

I cursed the wind blowing backwards in mirrors,

Reflecting a face that could not

Belong to me. sleep beautiful winter .

Her words laid upon the alter as her hands

Were laid upon the grave,

We died slowly that day so that the blind could see, so

That the deaf could hear , so that our children

Could speak to the dead. carve me a

Casket from the corpse of night and the

Whores of its darkness.

Bless this breath

And the words it has destroyed,

Undress my shame as i molest the fame that got us here.

Shades of grace spilled across lips

That lied as she became the mother of

Sorrow. each word portrayed the

Shores of my lust. each word portrayed the waters

Of desire and i pulled every knife

From my side and stained sand crimson. lay this

Cold heart at the feet of fables untold

Until my tongue teaches the parables of

Revenge. i could give a fuck about forgiveness.

I could give a fuck about rememberance.

We chose this night. now watch me

Turn and walk away as the plot

Thickens.