Aftermath's Absolution

The sun only rises when we both fall
Entwined bloody in a wrathful resolve
After all I only want your fury
Buried in your light with planets burning

The moon, your servant musing my mind
Between ballet and a respite requite
I write black oceans to guide your blue skies
Filling horizons, disguising lies

The dawn which you gave is cold, misleading
Enslaved star on the dusk of your evening
You make me wish I were a tidal wave
Force of nature born from a beggars trade

The sunset belittles the sunrise dirge
Both indebted to an abhorrent urge.