We are no one

Hand in hand
Skin to broken skin
We archive paradigms of sin
We feel the pain
We let it in
To take the edge from pleasure

Outside our window, the earth froze
To see how far her body goes
On fire
Here. Now. Tonight. We chose
To make the world our hostage

Do as thou wilt
We’re harming no one
But still
The clouds above are swollen with Vultures

Nothing of your soul is lacking
Heaven’s choir with Venom backing
Meanwhile, that part of my self was owned by a city-sized rat king

Stripped and whipped to mongloid spasm
Savage
Hollow
I orgasm
She fills me with lust which I gestate and use to fill the chasm

Pink and red from mutual mauling
I can hear your Aker calling
Release the bats
Turn loose the swans
And use their wings to slow your falling

Be obscener
Treat me meaner
Punish well this weak blasphemer
Twist my spine and drain my life, it’s all to better your demeanour

Her heart is sweet
And never bitter
But still
The clouds above grow thicker with Vultures

Hand in hand
Wound to mortal wound
The heat gets worse til we’re entombed
And takes us down
Dear God, we’re doomed…
And then we both see heaven

Stigmata scarred
Her limbs relax
And let my lungs breathe
“Fiat Pax”
In her I see life through the cracks
Of mundane sanity

Hand in hand
Cheek to burning cheek
I let the feeling make me weak
And as it reaches each twin peak
I feel something much darker…

I gorge my heart on her warmth
I lose myself to the sight
I raise my face to the storm
As it starts gently raining white

This time
I’ve forced my hate to get back
But still
The clouds above are jet black with Vultures