Wings of Ashes

I'll scream at your shoulder blades
Until you turn yourself back,
And look me in my black eyes.
Fucking face me like a man,
Then I'll show you the heaven
That God does not even see.
Let me trace those ugly scars,
And draw you wings from ashes,
Before you leave me here, alone.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I hope you die when I fall
From the heaven I showed you.
And I'll craft your very own wings
From the ashes of my own.