The hum of opium

Dying with self destructive grace
the numb hum of opium
Drapped the Veil over the brides face

Black dress, Victorian lace
Red toes nails, an angels gait

I fall,
I surrender
Banish me to your tomb
It's a possession, an exorcism
Imperialist conqueror, dame oh queen

My love, my one and only
serpent tail winding through my memory

Strike me with your fist of fury
Trap yourself beneath my skin

Balm your lips with my lust, my bliss
Line your eyes with my horror, my promise