Flame In Darkness
-20 April 2010-
Watch the wicker flame grow higher and higher
As the oxygen around burns up with desire
Feed and grow, watch and know
Take a chance and find you’ll see
Just how beautiful the fire inside can be
Take the heated silver to my chest
Carve the letters of meaningless words
I am the stalker, I am also the prey
To this need for self-destructive urges
The wax is melting as I am fading
Dripping slowly over the blurred edges
I am spinning, winding down
My column of strong values
I long to feel the sharp metal
Against my skin and to watch
The blood leak through
So transparently
The darkness begins to take over
The demons and minions whisper to me
I take in their advice and toss it aside
I am Queen and none dwell here but me.
For this is all inside my head
And if you think this is the end
Well I’ve got a story for you
You might find you’re already dead
My column of values has crumbled
I feel no remorse for it will be rebuilt
The demons and minions of the dark
Dance in glee, for I am their Queen
Watch the heated flames flicker and die
The smoke rises high into the sky
The darkness once again begins to fade
As the morning light ends my tirade
As the oxygen around burns up with desire
Feed and grow, watch and know
Take a chance and find you’ll see
Just how beautiful the fire inside can be
Take the heated silver to my chest
Carve the letters of meaningless words
I am the stalker, I am also the prey
To this need for self-destructive urges
The wax is melting as I am fading
Dripping slowly over the blurred edges
I am spinning, winding down
My column of strong values
I long to feel the sharp metal
Against my skin and to watch
The blood leak through
So transparently
The darkness begins to take over
The demons and minions whisper to me
I take in their advice and toss it aside
I am Queen and none dwell here but me.
For this is all inside my head
And if you think this is the end
Well I’ve got a story for you
You might find you’re already dead
My column of values has crumbled
I feel no remorse for it will be rebuilt
The demons and minions of the dark
Dance in glee, for I am their Queen
Watch the heated flames flicker and die
The smoke rises high into the sky
The darkness once again begins to fade
As the morning light ends my tirade
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