Blood and Black Lace

It was once the image of a blank silhouette atop the chamber walls which enveloped my heart’s deepest desires
A silent, being of the shadows beckoning me to indulge in its seductive ways throughout the dreary winter nights. It lays still, hanging above the mantle. Filling the air in a thick, bellowing haze of such euphoric decay
Now it’s my turn to play
You always wanted the world to remember you
And leave a striking gradient upon the mark of society
May you finally come to rest, for your dying wish may be fulfilled

No more tears love,
Your abhorrence for twisted fantasies grips your heart in its hand
Urging you to choke on your fears by my command
Witness the soft ribbons of light caress every peak and valley of your face
Radiating eyes of luminous sapphire
Contrast against piercing shrieks of soft, cold skin amongst the lustrous fire
Seek retribution in the soul of the monster your life has gone to create
By the crescent blue moon emerging from a lively star-lit sky, I will ensure the shadows shall hide your fate
The love of my black dahlia tears deeper through blood and black lace

All memory of life’s trepidation’s wears thin, as I work to find her heart, frozen in time, beating cold and lonely once again
The symphony of crackling embers permeates the glittering black sky  
She has emerged broken, and sullies in shrieks of mourning cries
Watching her world collapse in the blink of God’s eye
The love of life withers to suffocate in sorrow
A profound pretty little liar
The kiss from an fallen angel tastes sweeter with blackened tongues
Its so erotic when your makeup runs