IN THE END
I want to steal the sweetest words of you, 
Seductive thoughts, phantasmagoric dreams,
To pick it drop by drop, confusing lie and true,  
To peel it from the pain, contempt and screams.
I want to mix these memories with blood, 
When you"re perceived and nighttime ghosts descend.
Refuse hulimity and tear your chains apart:
I know you"ll let me get mine in the end.