Come Fight Fire With Fire, (ZaDr) We Wanna See You Burn...
-Liars-
Breath.
Escalation of Want? Need?
(Love and Hate)
Unimportant, fact.
This isn't about any of that. Not feelings, or the lack there of. Not Him, not Her. Nobody, but Us.
(Alpha and Omega)
Together and apart we rage.
Together; it's us versus the world.
Apart; the world is just collateral damage.
Just impediments.
Hurdles.
Obsticals.
They're there to keep us separated. To keep our rage facing each other, away from them...
(Fire with Fire)
But oh, what a mistake!
No fighting this, not for long at least, and revenge is such a beautiful thing!
Explosion as Perfection? Inevitable?
Well, explosion as we stopped fighting.
Breathed.
Inhaled.
Tasted and accepted each other like no one else (should).
(Forbidden Fruit)
Physical strain and climax aside, we plotted.
We planned.
And we took our revenge on all those pesky hurdles.
(Knocked down Barriers)
And like Insanity, revenge took over for a while.
The Hunting.
The Killing.
The destruction of everyone, everything that kept us apart. Kept us angry in all the (right) wrong directions.
And so many, so many all died for (our) their beliefs.
Went straight through hell...
(Paved their way)
And for us it felt like heaven.
All The Blood.
And the Sex.
And the beauty of the violence. The bruises and the blisters and the lies of love kept us going.
Until we ran out of people to blame. People to kill without confession of Sin.
So rested.
Waited...
(Treaded water)
Took the time to take each other.
Explore what we'd so impatiently stolen in blood-drenched, scream-kindled moments of adrenaline and rush.
We slept.
We kissed.
We cried; in need, in memory, in laughter - something we'd never thought ourselves possible before.
And for a while, we were peaceful.
(Eye of the storm)
Then, they returned. With a scream of sirens and a whole bunch of sacrifices in blue and black uniforms to rile us up.
Stir us out of retirement.
I doubt they had the time for regrets.
And the habit returned in full force.
The bloodlust.
The slaughter,
The beautiful repetition that was never the same.
Destruction of Everything? Nothing?
Well... we destroyed regardless.
(Beautiful equality)
We left none we saw standing.
Chalked it up to wrong place, wrong time... for them anyway.
For us it was perfect.
No one mattered but us, no one existed but us. If anyone dared to deny it, they were swiftly corrected.
'Happiness' was ours at every moment.
(Gotta love what you do)
They say lies hurt in the end, and maybe that's true for most.
But for us (in our insanity), it felt like the lies of love and the lies of reason were just what was needed.
And for as long as lies can last, im sure it'll outlive us.
(Created a Monster)
And I dare anyone to tell me otherwise.
(...)