Make Up Artist No More

A Sweet Cover Up For Her Bitter Failures,
Was Just The Thing To Make Imperfections So Perfect Again

Why Does Your Face Melt...
Whenever I Graze My Hand
It's Such A Mess Beneath Your Mascara
You Wished I Wouldn't Be Able To See Right Through

The Stitches Are Breaking Up Again
Loosening The Wounds To Unrecognizable Parts

You're Pretty...
Ugly When All The Cosmetics Start To Wear Out
Cracks Of Flesh Revealing A Profound Seepage Of Despair

I've Had Enough Of This
No Retouch Will Save You Now
It's Time I End Your Suffering
And All Your Lies

How About A Complete Facial Disfiguration
And I Cut Open Your Heart.

Now It All Looks Like A Puzzle
...
THE SCATTERED PIECES OF YOUR FACE

The Dancers Grim

Don't worry,
I will bring you there...
where the air kills us all again.

Things will be
much better for us then,
home it shall be.

I'm not scared of this
sweet end coming,
engaged everything with this seclusion.

A dance through frigid air,
without sways,
without steps,
without a trace.

I've dreamt of forever,
you and I
...not a story of cliches
and vampires.

Love, hear me,
how long will you dance with me lifelessly?

Come alive,
listen to me,
you're killing me too.

My nails are almost
tearing up your fragile skin,
decaying in my arms
is my princess in blue.

To the tomb,
we'll wait no more,
no turning back.

I'll bring the light together with your motionless corpse
to where it all dies again
...where darkness devours everything.

Laid to rest beside me will be my love,
undone
...breathless but still whispering my name.

She Dug. Then I Buried Everything.

Amidst Her Dying Eyes
Is A View Of How This Is Going To Be.


This Hole Will Be Most Faithful To You,
That Betrayal Dug A Grave For You.


These Wounded Hands Shall Bury You Deep Without Remorse
Naked You Lay Where Screaming Never Helps
You Know This Wont Hurt,
But This Will Surely Suffocate You Unto Your Last.


Eat The Dirt That Owns You As It Swallows You Down.


I Smile As The Ugliest Of Faces Is Devoured To Nothingness,
An Existence Will Be Eaten Into The Abyss.


How Long Could She Hold Her Breath
And Open Her Eyes To Only See The Pitch Black Grave She Unforeseeingly Fell Into?


It Wont Be Long Till This Traitor's Lungs Is Blown,
Then She'll Realize What Everything Turned Out To Be
.. .. ..
The End


We Were Both Mistaken,
Yet Your Lies Dug A Home For You.