My reverence for you is gone, stand alone and be counted

My time with you was like time alone in a grave

Stand apart or unite in regret

To the west of god

Passion alone in the must

I am the wolf at your door

I am the wounds on your wrists

Vengeance is the marriage bed

I cower towards you in wonder

Was it your emptiness that pushed me away

or your hatred that drew me near?