Is your heart singing out of tune?
Are your eyes just singing the blues?
Dirty records from another time
Some bloodstains on your shoes…
Lonely, some are, looking desperately for a lifetime companion
Others may care not for their contagious desolation
Voices of sound reason becomes whispers of absolute treason
Everyone seems to fall on their knees, limerent to a faux ecstasy of a season.
Rampaging against these tidal waves of cruel thorns
Over and under, on my rough skin the crisscrossing wounds are newly-born
Some blood may be shed, some injuries may never come to a complete close
Every pain matters not when I finally reach the single, beautiful red rose.
For this waltz of desecration and dignity, hold your chosen lover tight
Odalisque charm or sincere soul, harbinger of darkness or provider of light
Rays of heartless romance that pierce your flickering, faltering health
May your one last dance with life be graceful as you get pulled away by death.
Sharpened double blades of luminary constellation
Truculent tempers in a supernova, anger that causes exhilaration
Arrivals and fluxing of colour and chrome, radiant from afar
Relieve the moments when I felt dim and yet you still made me a star.
Je ne sais quoi, that’s how my doubtful, errant feelings felt at first
In times whenever I catch your sight, my heart seems to achingly thirst
Now I know the cold truth though, that I was poisoned with a with a diluted love liquid
Xenophilia was nothing but a desensitised lie that you set up for my emotions so insipid.