I need to get lost and then to find you,
I need the winds and the skies
and the eyes of the earth
to bring your bones as smiles
up to my kingdom come,
I need your grave to be my reborn palace
your fall to be my embrace of darkness,
Cause
I am cursed to bear the will of you
beneath my skin
underneath the moods I am in
Locked in the eternal flames
of taking the names of betrayed gods
still praying in tears of forgiveness
for only the death of you
to outlive the death of me
of lambs taking on the road to perdition
into eternal's soul recognition
of you being more than a stream of dust
looking for the attraction in death's lust
of my gravity's chest aching and urning
for the softest implosion
inside the fading petals departing
into our love fighting for another lonely
tomorrow