Passion's Killing Floor

Inspired by a H.I.M. song

Passion's Killing Floor

There’s no end to this path we now walk
Forever moving forward like the hands of a clock
Though a few gears have fallen on the floor
We fall and we bleed upon the beaten path
I guess we never thought to do the math
The numbers lost in a foggy moor

Here we stand
On passion’s killing floor
Dancing blind
On love’s killing floor
I feel like I’ve been here before

Our hearts are bare and cold
This waltz weathers away our souls
Feet step soundlessly on the blood-slicked floor
Your kiss is cold enough to be
The ice of a frozen sea
But you’re gore flows warmly to the floor

I hear your heart cry out in sorrow
On passion’s killing floor
This room we dance in is so empty and hollow
And you don’t want to be here anymore
On passion’s killing floor
There’s no exit door

I can’t seem to remember
The time we spent together
Before dancing on this killing floor
We’re now a sacrifice
(To this place stealing love and light)
To passion’s killing floor

Loving through ages that were never ours
Waltzing in this tomb the blood we’ve spilt brings power
To passion’s killing floor

The sorrow is mine and the joy is yours
As we dance dead on passion’s killing floor
The love is mine and the lonely is yours
As we sin sweetly on love’s killing floor
We’re slaves to passion
Dancing step-by-step coldly
Crying black with no compassion
Rose red streams flow sadly
On love’s killing floor
Our passion’s killing floor

Reviews

[Batty_E]

wow i am totally mind blown. I actually understood it in a way. Strangely enough I've never been able to really understand poetry right off the start. In the beginning I got a feeling of the tithe and o fae but in the end (sorry my mind is dirty) I got the feeling of rough sex, but in way that is needy every moment.