Out

Out (My Sweet Suicide)

You’re my sweet suicide
Where in my heart
Does the Devil hide?
Making love in black light
Forced through the grinder every night

Every great thing is flawed
As long as dirt keeps piling
They’ll play pretend with Gods
Skin keeps the blood abyss from growing
Nobody knows just where the wanderer is going

Fusing with the web on the wall
Becoming the colors of an ending Fall

Winter creeps, we drink the cold moonlight
Murder faith to screams in the night

You’re my sweet suicide
Upon my sea, an Angel cried
Hold my hand to the flame
Teach me to burn
Till we both feel the same

Make plans
Die the next day
My mind
Is clawing its way
…Out

Author's Note

Another song format, I suppose. No particular tune, not that I can remember, at least, Just think Acid Bath. That's what I've been listening to almost exclusively for the last month or so.
5/11/11