The two-step darkly
Whimper and wallow in your self
pity a life of waste; ready your husk
to tread the floorboards of my house.
Hearten to the evening's call.
No walls of pain beyond
only solace in the arms of your demise.
Draw me near like autumn draws
a winter where no spring follows.
How you lived; how you failed to live.
The abyss cares not for queens or beggars
I only admit entrance to those willing or no;
I am the entrance and the exit.
Let us leave like a memory, let us wash us away
you and I, you in your riches and poverty;
you in your youth and age... all of you.
Come or wait; do not wait too long though,
lest i take you like the wind takes a leaf;
without consent.
Whimper and wallow in your self
pity a life of waste; ready your husk
to tread the floorboards of my house.
Hearten to the evening's call.
No walls of pain beyond
only solace in the arms of your demise.
Draw me near like autumn draws
a winter where no spring follows.
How you lived; how you failed to live.
The abyss cares not for queens or beggars
I only admit entrance to those willing or no;
I am the entrance and the exit.
Let us leave like a memory, let us wash us away
you and I, you in your riches and poverty;
you in your youth and age... all of you.
Come or wait; do not wait too long though,
lest i take you like the wind takes a leaf;
without consent.