Stain
The stained glass
Reflections on my heart
The story they tell
Of love and death
Of love laid to rest
And nightmares of passion, in darkness left.
Dark love and gothic kisses
Seduction of the highest order
Erotic touches and sinful whispers
Her demonic aura, her sexual power
Seeps my strength, I can't hold on
I can feel your cold fingers touching me
Lightly
On my body
Stroking my skin
Your tongue flicks my earlobes
As you whisper in my ear
You run your hand over me
As you gaze into my mind
You know what I want
I am your slave
You fulfill my every desire
As you suck my veins dry
My heart is ripped open
My soul laid bare
You take my body, my life forsaken
You sip my blood, as my flesh you tear.
A slow and sweet seduction drains my life away
By Diana's benovelent light, I am held in sway
As you dance with my heart, there is nothing I can do
To save myself from the evil within you
A demoness who enwraps me in her wings
And in my ear, of dark lust and love she sings
You touch me, a lover's touch, but there is no love
Within your heart, a shadow of an empty emotion
A stained chalice that once held truth
Spilt on my body as you rape with abandon
Wolves that howl to luna cannot behold
The slaughter of my soul in the cruel night cold
As you draw the blood red sword past my lips
I can taste your scent as you lean for my kiss
Lying prone on your bed, I cannot miss
The touch of your fingers as they chill
The chambers of my heart, yet beating still.
Your love is so powerful, yet so untrue
I dream of a midnight lie, sweet yet sour
You make my heart beat, yet you drink the blood it bleeds
You took my life away, but you give it back to me
A plaything for your enjoyment, a funny thing to see
But how would you know what it is to love?
To kiss, to hold, to say so much and mean yet more?
Or are you forever trapped, in your cell of no hope?
Are you lonely there? Do you need my company?
Do you need to share
Your demons?
Do you want my help? Is that what you need?
Do you want to take me
To where you've been?
To hell and its depths
And to where you've bled?
Do you want me to hold your hand
As you're burned by the Morning Star?
Do you need to cry on my shoulder
While the demons tear you apart?
Do you want me to hold you against me
While they shred your sanity?
Do you want me to kiss you
In hell's blackest reigns?
Maybe I will
Protect you
I won't let them hurt you
I'll take care of you.
Take my hand. Whoever you are.