Beyond the Mirror

Beyond the mirror of clear water
glances down into the hopeless center
one touch and the love seems to shimmer away
how dark the bottom of this pool greets
for a moment maybe I can find some relief

roses and lilac petals dance along my shoulder and wrist
how they shall remember the story hidden in skin
oh how they spark alive when the liquid fire
ignites too many spellbound feelings beneath
tender hope of a life beyond is nothing but a dream

this time life must go on, must start a new
but its so hard to try and make it all gone
the memories of tenderness and how such was a lie
how your hands graced over her skin
when later that day you chose to touch mine as so

oh how the vomit buried deep within
renders itself clear and the shadows in the trees call
their words whisper such treachery to commit
how this resolution taste so sweet on my lips
deciding between the right and wrong of that path

how lady death stands in all her dark glory and offers her hand
she tells me that life can be undone with only one choice
oh how the phoenix calls deep within screeching its true desire
no fire should go from red to black but my soul slips away into the dark
my heart lingers on the edge between the lighted world and this hatred

oh how shall a lady wonder down this road alone
lady death along side whispering pacts to be made
she tells me how you shall suffer so slowly
how my claws shall slip into the folds of your skin
and deep within I shall rip your heart from your dark depths

how sweet such blood would taste on my lips
as I brush my bloodied fingers over my exposed skin.
dance with me she calls to me and with a glance I see the future
you crumble beneath the hatred and lies forged between us
the all consuming darkness brings about your evident end

as for me I stand like a victorious warrior above your broken body
yes! YOUR BROKEN BODY!
Oh how I laugh! Oh How I cackle!
Yes! YES! End beneath my sword! Die in my hands!
How the soul slips away, it makes a girl cry with utter triumph!

Bleed so slowly, drizzle over the dirt where you face destiny.
Lady death is not kind to men of lies
she detests them, I detest them, hate them, watch them burn
she will whisper that your lies are now being accounted for
and your flesh shall pay the price of such injustice!

You bleed!
Oh how the blood flows from her knife as it digs into your back,
from the area across your heart, from the arms that once held me.
Oh how you cry out for mercy and pity!
But there is none to be found here!
Nothing but my pure, dark, unrelenting hatred is left for you.

Nothing is left for you...
Nothing more is left as I watch lady death
as she walks along side me
whispering oh such sweet words
of things that shall bring about your end.