perfectfutility

Do you still remember how it felt?
The days you were my favorite obsession?
My favorite accident?
Your name now tastes of malicious intent
You could never understand it
There's no excuse
Sickness and sin beneath the flesh
But I'm too weak to be your cure
You're just another pretty face
Another liar in a rat race against time
Demise is lying in the balance
Take it to your grave
I'll take it to mine
It's all too apparent
You want apologies?
Hold your breath
You'll get this curse upon your lips
They will taste of me forever
I'll always be here on your tongue
You'll always be my scarring
My disease
My weakness
A shot into a heart you will not see
Pornographic comforts are all you have
Voyeurs are but heroes in the nightmare's realm
Haunting the songs we sang together
When I turned jet black for you to show off your light
Living to let you shine
Like a deus ex machina in ground mind
Growing clearer
Desire Fervour Ardour
Between every bitter breaking fight
Abhorrent beauty will rot your soul
Your body will be broken
While mine is bent
Your life will rend and tear
Where I will repair
The judgment falls upon ignorant eyes
As away you fall into the haunt of roulette nights
Gamble your last resorts
A rouse held in such esteem
You recall the name you sully
I orchestrate your end
Hold your tongue through decrescendo
For this finale I give you
Pulse no longer
Let this heartbeat
Stop