Knife Blood Dream

She dies in her own fairytales
And lives in her wildest dreams
It’s the only thing that keeps her alive
Even though she knows it’s not real
I mourn to be nothing but her
But I yearn to escape her as well
And I’m shut up and dead
Living amongst the dead ones
She is a hymn of penance
--A shadow of the night
She’s as beautiful as the night
But I know I am lying
I am nothing—no one
And this pain is real
I’m a trapped ghost
And she is me
Knife blood dream
I breathe, he breathes,
Our bodies, in sync…
The noise is deafening
Your drug’s intoxicated me
And my knife’s writing words…
All about you, all about me
Knife Blood Dream
I sigh, my world falling flat
My eyes rolling back
My senses dying
My death apparent
I’m gone, she’s gone
They’re gone, he’s gone
I’m dead, she’s dead
He’s dead like us all