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Foul angel

Hold me close, breathe me in

Sink your teeth into my skin

Poison angel

'Neath the moon's revealing scars

Eat my flesh, become my heart

There is nothing of me left

Beloved statue, cold and dead

I am nothing

I AM DUST

You left me like a dying breath

Forsaken in the black of a moonless courtyard

I broke myself apart for you -

eroded statue unworthy of the pedestal

Fingers wet with boiling hate

I tear away (my deformations)

Sobbing as I fail to meet your cold perfection

(Marble flesh gives way)

I let you crush me

‘Til the blood poured forth from my gasping mouth of darkness

As I carve myself into bloody pieces (bloody pieces)

As clouds of pests (clouds of pests)

Leave my face ragged and raw

Rotten angel... broken angel...

You have condemned me to these empty years

Forced into this form by the kiss of you, my Pygmalion

Your tongue a chisel to reveal my Patroclus

The river Styx may have all of me but my heart

For that is yours, and yours alone to hold and torment

To caress and make promises of sweet oblivion

To betray and wound beyond compare

Lonely angel, lovely angel

You are the curse in my veins

Ascend the steps to your throne

Leave me with the bitter cold of being utterly alone

I am nothing

I AM DUST