Until the Day Breathes and the Shadows Flee

With plastic face designs Covered over a hell infested you The fingerprints marked in blood Helpless to save you Useless to purify a lingering sin In rubber rooms that float. Every bouncing speck a memoir Your devoted laughter silence No one listens A world full of ears become deaf They scratch at the scars But blood drips from their eyes. With plastic face design We become fools to your lies Hopeless to save Useless to name Your every desire to die.

She awaits far more the smell of dandelion Love dripping with blood A mask to cover her hate and a hand to cover the mouth He bites away at her face Like cracks to concrete she breaks Like concrete to cracks she remains In still life frame covered in dust A perfumed love sickens to his eyes She gently strokes the heartache He lives for And pounds a beating rhythm against hers As the walls still drip with blood Off her hands shielding the face Of tears that endlessly love... Warming arms of compassion through Blue skies of desperate lies As concrete to fists tonight rains bloodshed She dies...

Sweet angel laughter echoes eternally like a white rose You've drained the red for my love You've plucked the thorns which stab me and let me bleed from pain and suffering Your life compares to no higher form alive My princess, my savior in the night With a kiss I've awakened from death My love, which steals from the richest garden Leaving flowers that surround where I rest I accuse you as my thief, my guardian angel Delivers all these gifts and hides away But when you mark that precious kiss I feel the love that soaks into my life I've been blessed from the heavens With the song of her wings I'm convinced

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I feel ill with words of repentance and love I could never forget what it felt like To feel my heart drop and watch As hungry insects swarmed around it and fed off like a disease to a diagnosed patient You no longer see me What am I doing but holding back tears And thinking of you, with this tainted image of me With no longer love, but disappointment I'm still here, I just forgot I was human for a second And that I can't just be some image I have error, I long to hear your voice again Untainted with openness I'm sorry for what I have done I'm sorry, what have I done? And for what I have done I am truly sorry Words for you are like my pot of gold Let me not have spent my riches But without this friendship I feel poor Though I will still reflect on what we had And all of the potential...