Given a heart that could never beat
There’s nothing but a soul to speak
As the lonely winter withers
And the cold nights burn the sun.
Captured somewhere in between
Fairy dust and candle light
Another trull finds a bed to feed.
Along her clouds of broken glass
She’ll allow all of his sins to pass
Across the echoes of an angel’s final breath.
Fallen ashes from the sky
Welcome reminder in disguise
Of how they kissed sweet lullabies
And caused their own demise
And with their lips sealed the lies.
Alone in the dark
Poor girl—she’s falling apart
As the man lies burning in her bed.
Every lie she’s ever said
Like gasoline on her child’s head,
She lights the match, sparks the flame.
Replaces the sun with her shame
And spreads the venom through her veins.
