They are
cutting through my skin
A pile of
faces tucked in my bed
I kiss them
goodnight, I am their death
I kiss them
goodbye, I am their faith.
The sky is
dim, your eyes are dark
You speak of
hate, you speak of love,
But you face
away
From my
heart.
You brought
me a gift made of blood
The stars
aren’t working
Make a wish
with a fallen tear
And now it’s
coming near,
It’s already
here
It’s already
here.
Now fear me,
Fear.
