Blood on the lips of a disturbed flower
Reaching out to touch the flame of love
The sense of purpose brings tears to violence
Violence the ecstacy to lifeless unity
Insects devouring all the senses
Piercing through the wall of sleep
Wide-eyed scrambling in the darkness
Shining the blinding light of love
The bird is struggling out
The solace in her song
She needs to destroy my world
Lest I crawl out to meet her
Nude, bare and lost on hope
Breaking her teeth
On the black apple
Of devotion
The bird is struggling out
She signs of the mystery
I need to destroy her world
Lest she flies out to free me
Love shines brightest in the reds and blues
Through pain you learn what is dearest to you
You never saw it coming
The blessed tranquillity
'Cos all it means to you is mundanity
