Infernal
Infernal
The bandits raided
Demons who stole my heart
I am left vacant
A showpiece
For all the things not to be
I am Titania
Attended
I am a Wicker Deity
Erected
Burned
And failing to take notice
I have not danced naked in the summer rain
But my mind is free
I will ascend
Rising through spheres
Divine nations
The future I have seen
Striving for connections because they are all I have
The value of them lost to the horizon
A black hole event
Swallowed hearts
Sitting in my throat
The foam at my mouth
Made of words I cannot say
The shotgun would do it
If only you had the heart
Demons stole it
Pulled it through
The slices in my veins
And I found myself the better for it
More able to endure
Demons stole it
Demons stole it
This thing that didn’t work
This thing of hate and wretched sin
This thing to stoke a fire
Venom
And the snapping scorpion tail
It is only poisonous if the barb pierces your flesh and pumps you full
Tiny little molecules that fly to central organs
Screaming and shutting down
Crying black octopus ink
The demon hugged me
And promised I’d be better off
And if I could just remember what it felt like before
Then I could remember that it’s right
The void is all that’s left
And the imprint of his arms
He is a man now
Because he took the thing that set us apart
And now I am the demon
On my way to Hell.
The bandits raided
Demons who stole my heart
I am left vacant
A showpiece
For all the things not to be
I am Titania
Attended
I am a Wicker Deity
Erected
Burned
And failing to take notice
I have not danced naked in the summer rain
But my mind is free
I will ascend
Rising through spheres
Divine nations
The future I have seen
Striving for connections because they are all I have
The value of them lost to the horizon
A black hole event
Swallowed hearts
Sitting in my throat
The foam at my mouth
Made of words I cannot say
The shotgun would do it
If only you had the heart
Demons stole it
Pulled it through
The slices in my veins
And I found myself the better for it
More able to endure
Demons stole it
Demons stole it
This thing that didn’t work
This thing of hate and wretched sin
This thing to stoke a fire
Venom
And the snapping scorpion tail
It is only poisonous if the barb pierces your flesh and pumps you full
Tiny little molecules that fly to central organs
Screaming and shutting down
Crying black octopus ink
The demon hugged me
And promised I’d be better off
And if I could just remember what it felt like before
Then I could remember that it’s right
The void is all that’s left
And the imprint of his arms
He is a man now
Because he took the thing that set us apart
And now I am the demon
On my way to Hell.
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