As bliss is torn from hazed eye —
demonic laughter resounds —
in cruel comfort —
the candle breathes its last —
no shades of sorrow —
no parting graces —
a grim enclosure of —
antagonizing memory —
no one must crawl behind these eyes again —
no one must crawl inside to snake this spine —
no one must crawl behind these eyes again —
no one must breathe the serpent sweet caress —
the ruination of the innocent —
the heartless lure of vacant faces —
and still I forge the chain that binds me —
as sure as winter — winter —
the scalpel incises the vibrant skin —
flesh parts —
enraptured as the purge begins —
and for a second the blindness is lifted —
as sure as nightfall —
nightfall —
no shades of sorrow —
no parting graces
