The Unwritten

Dancing
inside the terror of dreams
Symphonies of the masses
gassed as you bleed

Your blood becomes my ink
unwritten is hell's silent scream
carving desires dressed as Satan
each in a chamber of the insane

Timeless all my senseless words
passionate only in my crimes
Gold and silver shall save you not
my poetry is not for others eyes

Forever shall the corpse
lie in tranquil pastures
our Ballard that once bloomed
epic our bondage of love

I sliced your heart
in the silver cup
of unwritten ink
the dance is over