Winged Darkness Who Bringeth Heaven and Hell

By Graceful Basan 

 

My Lover's unfaithful;
He's the beginning to every funeral.
But,
In my eyes, He's beautiful.
I should have kissed Him sooner.
I was nurtured to be ill
And
To be His is a thrill.

The pastor will be speaking and the ritual begins;
There's no sweeter righteousness than sleeping with my sins.
No matter the rising sun,
He will always tempt me with His poison.
Only then, I am home.
Only then, I am at peace.
So be it...
So be it...

Kiss my wrists tonight and I will kiss Your scythe.
I will worship You just as I do every night;
I'll sacrifice my tears and You will only watch the sight.
For in the end,
My Lover will remain unfaithful...

- Graceful Basan


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