Do Your Worst

Do your worst, forge these signs of hate
Bound by nights of lust and mislead trust

She gave me the needle, she broke me through
She tied my hands behind my heart and struck true

Don't try to see this through, she said
Don't try to think we were meant to be
Consumed by a slip of the hands

The cinching of that tourniquet
Binding my veins to the pressure of death
Binding my soul to a corpse...an empty vessel
There's nothing left.

It's when you find the truth to run
It's when you find the darkness embraces
Even the children of the sun

So please, I beg you, do your worst
Poison my veins with strength
Cripple my soul with the lies left unsaid
Yeah, do your worst
And I'll slip away against the shadows
Of the rivulets of breath that trickle from these lips
And remember how it felt to die without your razor's kiss

Don't see this through, she said
Don't think we're meant to be
Of course she never even bothered
To whisper her words of crumbling demise to me

Do your worst
And I will find a soul for me
Do your worst and I will find a home
Within the things I will never be.