Could the cold touch of a monster,
Be my only calm?
Could a kiss from his cold lips,
Be like a sweet balm?
Is it wrong for me to want
What will never be mine?
Is I wrong for me to long
For the sun to never shine?
To stay with him forever
Never to leave the dark
To need him to stay afloat
Like Noah and his ark
But what about the sunshine?
What about the light?
Will I miss the daytime,
If I stay with him all night?
Will I yearn for the living,
When I walk among the dead?
Will I wish that I weren't here,
And that I had died instead?