Contorted in the Faille

Abandoned by light Swaying beneath the veil Beyond the doubt of remission Contorted in the faille Whispering sweet nothings Beneath a daze, mind consumed Pulling me your infectious hum Asleep at the foot of your tomb Dust settles on a broken frame Inside our house I haven't touched a thing Focused on corners where lights now fade Watching shadows float on broken wings Sirens pull me to you Ringing through my ears Months have passed but the winter stays Cold embraced by fear Poison trails down my throat like gasoline Plants deep in my blood like roots Sets fire to my memory Burns all Left destitute I rot Figures dancing in the blur Seeing doubles I focus in Feel the warm embrace of skin Twist tongues, feel you in my throat Collapse in the bed, held by your ghost Caged by the thought of devotion Solidified by the touch of death In the dawn, I hear you crooning Could this all be in my head? Whispering sweet nothings Beneath a daze, mind consumed Pulling me your infectious hum Awaken at the foot of your tomb Now all that is left Is to remove the weight of the Earth Now all that is left Is to remove the dirt that holds your ghost, oh I am with you now