Ballet

Under this dead and faded sun

Forzen

I disappear and turn to stone

Wake me now

Like a secret mission inside my brain

Falling underneath

The sign of contortion

Bleeding little creatures

Dancing on my head

Singing songs of the beautiful dead

Now I slowly drive my poem

Into her corrupted thoughts

The only future she knows

Strapped by the unchangeable rage

Could hart's secret beauty

I call unto you

I try so hard not to laugh

As I lay my arms around her

I always knew it would be

A dance of demise and forever amity

Disgusted faces in my mirror

Telling me to stab my own soul

I turn to watch the body behind me

But I notice she's already gone

Let me see your dead lands

I call unto your light

This light is blinds me

Still I climb higher than this

To feed the dark

It rips me open

It blinds me

Back from the journey outside

I need the walls to protect me

And as a goddess enters my pride

I'll give her what she wants

Underthis dead and faded sun

Frozen

I disappear and turn to stone

Wake me now

Come and dance with me