Cold Dysphoria Cocaine Rain - with Grace

Sweet anesthesia blue eyes
cold dysphoria cocaine rain
of my mind's decapitation
falling into the abyss
wearing out the solstice
of the corrugated moon
behind the cold dysphoria
sweet anesthesia blue eyes

Sweet meeting promises bound
butterfly kisses as a burning ember
fall and pierce the desiring heart
smiles on faces reflected within
the heart and soul gaze with desire
joy reflected love never ends
alas, there is a great gulf between
and deeper abyss to cross