for you who descended and conquered
for you who brought my mind stories back
for you who tore my head apart
may you be my death
for you who laid a dose of your glimpse
for you who left me soaking in terror
for your skin which wrongs the rites of the night
for you who brought out my forbidden desires
(for you my cken!)
the crest of your voice sound like my winter
the rhythm of your fingers chills me a fever
the gown you are in looks familiar with
respect to my daydreams of moonlight
for you who handclasped the air i wish to breathe in
for your wicked halo which illuminates the dark within
for your projection which confuses heaven and hell
for your embery eyes where mine dwell
(for you my cken!)
i stared to transfix your tragedienne heart
but you snared and tore them apart
ah angel of death, have mercy on yourself
for i will gladly sell my soul for her
she's my fairy out of the cold
my suicide in the future
you found me shivering from your fire
for you, the mentor of blood red sunset
for you who never stained your milk bath
for you who disdained my sanity
for you who harvested my smiles, so filthy
(for you my cken!)
she lies there at the skirts of the horizon
her songs frictioned with raptures
in her sanctuary i lost my diction
dressed in herself, where pixies evolved..my cken!
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