Call her name.
Whisper into the night.
I'm here.
Not here.
I'm here.
A ghost of who you used to be.
Scattered pieces,
drifting through the wind.
Who wants to be corporeal?
There's so much more life to live between reality.
Because when you whisper—
(words to shiver)
that is the true living.
That is the real world.
The words you tell her;
power and power and power.
They're all true.
You want to rule.
You will rule.
(you will)
And when the world is finally yours,
she will be too.
"i'll try, but darling, i'm choking on the night"