05-25-2012, 07:25 AM
V:6
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scented
With a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of a broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my haunted
Midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In the whiskey’d hymn
Of lonely lies
Among stagnant smoke
Suffocating in the cold night air
V:5
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scented
With a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of a broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my haunted
Midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In the whiskey’d hymn
Of lonely lies
Among stagnant smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
V:4
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of an broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my haunted
Midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In the whiskey’d hymn
Of lonely lies
Among stagnant smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
...
V:3 (Small tweak)
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of a broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-destructive
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In a whiskey’d song
Of lonely lies among
Stagnant tobacco smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
V:2
It’s a liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of an empty bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-destructive
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languidly
In a whiskey’d song
Of lonely lies among the
Stagnant tobacco smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
V:1
It’s a liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of an empty bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my vampire reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-destructive
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Remembered only
In the drunken song
Of stagnant tobacco smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scented
With a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of a broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my haunted
Midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In the whiskey’d hymn
Of lonely lies
Among stagnant smoke
Suffocating in the cold night air
V:5
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scented
With a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of a broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my haunted
Midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In the whiskey’d hymn
Of lonely lies
Among stagnant smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
V:4
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of an broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my haunted
Midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In the whiskey’d hymn
Of lonely lies
Among stagnant smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
...
V:3 (Small tweak)
It’s liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of a broken bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-destructive
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languid
In a whiskey’d song
Of lonely lies among
Stagnant tobacco smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
V:2
It’s a liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of an empty bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my midnight reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-destructive
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Drowning languidly
In a whiskey’d song
Of lonely lies among the
Stagnant tobacco smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
V:1
It’s a liquid death
These thoughts of you
Tobacco scents
And a whiskey’d song
To sing me home
Into the empty arms
Of an empty bed
Where I dream of tears
Carving pictures in my skin
My face a landscape
Of technicoloured memories
Fading to black
In my vampire reflection
Like the kiss
Of a self-destructive
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Remembered only
In the drunken song
Of stagnant tobacco smoke
Dissipating in the cold night air
"Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them." - Friedrich Nietzsche