Blood Lust

Silence speaks so loudly when you cry all by yourself
Thieving lures no sense of feeling when you pride's upheld
Irony breathes such bitter air into life that lies around
And soulless wonders pry in pities wells for deathless ground

Define for me, such symphony
As all is never lost
To long for you, to burn for you
You are my black blood lust

Inspiration takes lust's place as I peel away your skin
Hatred runs through rivers deep, love washed away by sin
Necrophilia never seemed so quite appealing to my eyes
Grace, so poisoned by jealous feelings arising, destroy your
disguise

Define for me, catastrophe
As hell is never cold
To yearn for you, to learn from you
Our love shall not grow old

Adoration gives us the impression that everyone loves our smile
Yet desperation leaves us wishing we could vanish for a while
Heartlessness leaves too much space to be fulfilled by kindled
thoughts
Time's a bastard when you find your life has been cut short

Define for me, deep empathy
As sorrow's not so bright
To bleed for you, this need for you
This blood lust feels so right

Deafen the silence to steal from the thieving
Irony cries out, the souls start believing
Inspiration takes hatred to worlds drowned in awe
Necrophiliac corpses drag grace to the floor
Adoration is handed to the desperate at heart
Heartlessness takes time to heal, so keep the two apart

You are my definition of life
The one I turn to in need of light
The need for your figure, so I can hold
This is my cursed tale-untold

C'EST FINI.