death is synonym for life

 
 
brush your hand
blur the breaths of reality
on the canvass of despair
stitch a blindfold
for the past to wear
oh the throats, they lie torn
the hearts bled dry
but you and I -
hurtle on a death wish
a dream ship
we blur surreal
the auto-pilot feels
God Damn.
Dioxide Tear
Future dark, burning eyes, waxen faces
trail in our wake
watching our minds break
brush your tongue upon my ear
whisper whisper
electronica
the heart beat the nothing streaks the nothing world
believe me deceive me
and I could be free