Adoration
Oh, what I would not give
For your revenge to fall upon me
For your sweet poison to embed
Your name into my skin
What crime would I commit, what sin
To see the anger in your eyes
To see you craving my demise
To feel your wrath as it arises.
Oh, what I would give up
For your cold blade to bleed me
For your dark soul to sheathe me,
To feel you flow within me.
What cruelty lies in your hands
And what is that strange, restless, nerve
That binds you to the stoic wish,
Denying me what I deserve?
I have trespassed on your domain,
I have destroyed your great composure
And still your eyes hold but disdain,
And still I beg misfortune.
Why then do you allow my breath
To reach your skin, to taint you?
Why now do you contain your strength
And crush me not beneath you?
For oh, what sin would I commit for you
My silver haired, unwavering demise!
Whatever you will have me do,
Craving under my eyelids lies.