Gnawing at flesh down to the bone
life blood extracted and dripping off fangs
elixir of sun’s vision over cloud tops
gliding over the world spinning away...
When we came into the ballroom it was all ablaze
Bells ringing overhead and echoing through
the hall where a symphony once played variations on a theme...
She with the mask on walks among us
veins pumping the same poisons
lips a wall built up against the same words
but eyes that reflect a different shadow...
Somewhere along this way was a reason for going
A vision we chased down the path into darkness
Or a dream of what we would find
On a blind foray into seething wilderness...