The Lovers

THE LOVERS

With these eyes, I look at you
And see not what others see
Instead I see beneath the mask
To find out what, you need never ask
You need but look inside your heart
To find out what you truly are
Your heart is black, from so much pain
But shame on me, for so is mine.

You are my angel, and even though
Your skin may not be as white as snow
Your wings they are the deepest black
That would put to shame a witch’s cat
And instead of a halo, you have horns
The tips of which are sharp as thorns
You are my angel, and you should know
Whatever your destination, my soul will go.

I feel I’m trapped, nowhere to go
Time quickly passes and flows
I look around, but can see nothing
Nor hear a sound, nor feel a sting
I believe that you will truly find
That I am trapped within my mind.

In shadow, in darkness, beneath everyone's guise,
Past the flesh, through the bone, hidden with lies,
A face, a secret, that the world won't abide,
A demon, a nightmare, which we choose to hide.

The shadow approaches, full of malice and hate,
Will you cower and run, will you shiver and shake?
It engulfs all around it, consuming the light,
Will you be brave, will you stay there and fight?
May I suggest an alternative, a separate stand,
Reach out to the darkness, let it take you by the hand.