PALE MOONLIGHT WALTZ

Flowers & stuffies, left for an unmarked grave
Prom queen wrapped plastic, washed up by the lake
A halo of thorns to adorn my broken dreams
A ladder to the heavens, a land of milk & honey
Whispers faintly creeping up through the floorboard
A soft voice speaking, call attention to a white horse
Hold me in ur bossom, christ me with ambrosia
Like a child of a God, hidden in the fire
Twisted bones & sinew, i won’t fix what’s in u
Peel back skin tissue to let the angels in u
Foreign skin mysterious, the memory feels alien
Within the teeth of Cerberus, gash my head, let the angels in

Treeline illimunated by a blinding white light
Autumn leaves in wind, waltzing in the pale moonlight
Agonizing end, subject to a blue ribbon
Pianist & a window, no room for forgiveness
Antlers on my head as i feast upon delights
Lay my head & dreamt, drift into alluring night
Lost girl left for dead, in the forest still missing
Halo above her head & wings meant for clipping

Her corpse looks gorgeous
Without spoil, nothing worthless
Her skin soft, perfect
Reprieve me of my torment
Lamentation of angels bearing melancholia
Branches & a cradle, above, the somber dance of swans
Going flower picking to dig up old memories
Sutures come undone, now my head’s tearing from the seams
Sobbing clown in anguish, death’s caress in embracing
The melody of mourning, choiring a weeping forest
There’s something out there in those woods
Feel the fear? i think u should
Snapping twigs beneath her foot
Wolves drooling for a red hood

Can you see beauty in my rot?
Will you heal the broken fawn?
I can hear the ticking clock
I crept inside a certain rock
Murder set pieces
Can words describe the feeling?
Eyes in the dark gleeming
Skinner knife for meat peeling