My breaths are bewitched by the charmer’s haunting melody, the venomous notes sinking beneath the storm’s roar. The statue of dawn bleeds once more as black birds carry away the faint hope of a new day.
My eyes are dazzled by the darkness and blinded by the light. Infidelity rises within me, and desires burn brighter. Black prayers are slayed, only for infidelity’s voice to recite them once again—a curse adorned in the guise of worship.
The scripts of lies have been erased, but their echoes linger in the everlasting images of unheard cries. My grotesque heart lies like a withered petal, its final breath caught in the blizzard of death, while my tears rise, swallowed by the storm.
On the border of nothingness, ecstasy has been crucified. A black rose now lies, a symbol of my executed pride. Your denials pull me deeper into oblivion, their magnetic pull irresistible, as I scratch against the shore, where the waves crash and collide.
Reflections stab at me, and delusions are cast aside. Static temptations paralyze me, my deviations frozen. My life, a castle built on graves, is now a graveyard of broken promises, with love songs twisted into mournful verses. I hold this loneliness as a souvenir, a reminder of love’s demise. Heights that once reached for dreams now sink in the reprise of fantasies. My destiny intersects with denials, and I—like a snake—lie bewildered, hypnotized by the charmer’s cruel dance.