Lethe



give me to drink of the fluid

that disintegrates

and lend me the sweet balm and blessing

of forgetfulness, empty and strong

lethe

oh, lethe 

hold me near, unravel the stars

as i speed through the heavens

i speed through the night

for you are my blade and my rope

you are my

you are my lethe

you are my own



in currents of cobalt you storm through my heart

to severe, to puncture the memories that burn

let sweep through the arteries in sharp stabs of pain

your talonlike fingers to kill me again



-in currents of cobalt you storm through my heart

(to severe, to puncture)- to severe, to puncture

-(the memories that burn)- the memories that burn

-let sweep through the arteries in sharp stabs of pain-

-(your talonlike fingers)- your talonlike fingers

-(to kill me again)- to kill me again

and again, and again and again

steal me, invade me, and charge me again

and again, and again and again

for i burn and i shudder

burn with each movement of...



so, cleansed through a floodlight

i appear, renewed and reforged

caressed by the sweet balm and blessing

of forgetfulness, empty and strong

lethe



hold me near, my one friend and guide

as i drown through your fingers

drown through your love

for you are the life that i hate

you are my

you are my



drag me down, in passionate sighs

with the ocean above me

and flames in my eyes

and grant me a life i can live



take me away...

take me away...



...from the life that i hate