Contorted in the Faille

Abandoned by light

Swaying beneath the veil

Beyond the doubt of remission

Contorted in the faille

Whispering sweet nothings

Beneath a daze, mind consumed

Pulling me your infectious hum

Asleep at the foot of your tomb

Dust settles on a broken frame

Inside our house I haven't touched a thing

Focused on corners where lights now fade

Watching shadows float on broken wings

Sirens pull me to you

Ringing through my ears

Months have passed but the winter stays

Cold embraced by fear

Poison trails down my throat like gasoline

Plants deep in my blood like roots

Sets fire to my memory

Burns all

Left destitute

I rot

Figures dancing in the blur

Seeing doubles I focus in

Feel the warm embrace of skin

Twist tongues, feel you in my throat

Collapse in the bed, held by your ghost

Caged by the thought of devotion

Solidified by the touch of death

In the dawn, I hear you crooning

Could this all be in my head?

Whispering sweet nothings

Beneath a daze, mind consumed

Pulling me your infectious hum

Awaken at the foot of your tomb

Now all that is left

Is to remove the weight of the Earth

Now all that is left

Is to remove the dirt that holds your ghost, oh

I am with you now