Twilight

Flesh and gooey paste, stuck in the mud Scooped up, with bare hands, they sod Say nothing, to this or that god Picked up like perfect bods Split between our wards As if they appreciate our sobs Douse 'em with gasoline, and light up the 'tards Played like a hand, with all of 'em cards All bards Hay-wired Bone fried Some tired No pride Lost wives None wise Gone long before we arrived Our side Thought forever could be our rhyme What curse It's surge Right from the womb as fire It scars Sticks to the mind this time In line With us and our desires We sight With eyes To see in the dark, deep black No longer can smile inside How nice Such a facade, glass ice It shines When exposed to the heat and light Abide By whose code While outside the world burns bright Fog white Can't measure its breadth, so die Like time As lost as all nine lives No longer can lie this time For you are no longer mine Yet how We tried What heart cannot hate, kept high To hide us and all our lies Your self-righteous alibis And now It ends With neither goodnight nor goodbyes As friends We suffered before our time Now you're with that jerk's two lice While these tears turn to jokes too dry And further apart we fly Through such blue and perfect skies Only stepping out at night With each coming dawn, twilight