Revival
Once again I have died for love
This corpse of a child has wept
Now all life has the depth of blood
And every boundary is overstepped
A dead end into the night
As shadows envelop my skin
And all subservient dreams of light
Are inverted and burned within
We surround ourselves with the past
Us sleepers of dark descent
As we smile we secretly cast
Lasting spells that echo the end
I can barely contain the night
As this silence defines my sins
Beyond the blood I feel every light
Yet my demon still pulls the strings
We are but the poisoned death
Revived with the strangest gifts
An art that can steal your breath
And the courage to not exist
Yet I am still alive in this
Searching for truth to see
How I can be lost in her kiss
When my chaos does not agree
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2009
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