Pierce The Viel

Sod me up, Seethe me down,
Leave me alone, On my own..

Let this be a sweet blasphemy,
Let me stitch this veil of scars,
My fate testimonies your lies,
Through the mosaic of memories..

This pain you left me in,
Will be my last sin,
Honest to God, I'll break your Heart,
Tear you in pieces, Rip you apart..

O crevice heart slit my soul,
For I am no more at your servile,
Sycophantic sense of scurrile love,
Time to escape the clutches of your dove...

I see a firefly at the door,
As I lay on the floor,
Tonight I embark our soul,
For the last time and growl,

Sod me up, Seethe me down,
Leave me alone, On my own!