You want a piece of my marrow
Don’t you think we’ve gone too far?
Stiletto drawn but dear, my rapier slices much swifter
You want a bit of my blood
In exchange for your covet
That’s not a fair trade for what we have
Nevertheless I’m just an assassin pestilent and quiet, can you spot me in all these dancing silhouettes?
Corset drops and I admit I’m impressed
I never thought a succubus could looks so unfeigned
I gave a bite to the neck, a shot o the head
Next time never trust a man who knows the price to pay and what pistol you carry
A forlorn girl at the whore house with minuscule fangs
Everybody’s blessing bane, I swear we’ll make it out with your mother’s crucifix in tact
I’ve got a revolver to keep them the fuck down and a prayer to keep them in the ground
Corpus and fluid is all they got against us but it’s so sweet to see her wide eyed to a sin I’ve done my whole life
So here we are, the yard of the Past, the deep catacombs dimly lit so they seek they souls to fuel the fire
Limping living dying miserable things dropped jaw rolled eyes screaming “Memories, Memories”
One bit me in the Achilles heel just for the taste of nostalgia of being alive
And as it chorused through my veins I realized it wasn’t a pandemic it was more like a plague
So as I lay on the final step one inch away from getting out
I give up on running all I can do is idly fight
The sharper-tooth mistresses, the low jawed dead
And here comes the wraith
Pulling and tugging inside of me I’m screaming
Telling her run run run run
I feel the doppelganger pulling, product of my alchemy
And here dies the scientist with the silver bullet
Do you see my bone marrow now?
It’s open in my wrists for you to come in sip
But I’ve been sipping poison to keep me strong
Little increments of the venom will kill you all
I’m bitter brittle, rapier by side
Swinging in my sleep and dreaming about you
I’ve trained for this breathless lifeless moment where my wide eyed angel disappears into the night
1 comment:
"a pandemic it was more like a plague"
oh, hun. i can tell you've wanted to prove me wrong on this word, and you've been epically successful if i do say so myself.
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