Monday, March 22, 2010

Turned on by Distruction

Turned on by destruction, chaos, combustion,

Death, please breathe your soft breath over me.

Sex me oh destruction, lifestyle and corruption,

If not lost, where would I be?

Thrill me, caress me, kiss me, undress me, 

so happy I could die.

Kill me, test me, you demon, you bless me,

so close to hell and heaven, barely alive.

Drown the pain away, bag-bottle-body,

everything's my pill.

Pain won't go away, so I sit beside me,

wondering if it ever will.

Sexy suicide, russian roulette-yet,

don't know which one will be my last.

Laughing not to cry, smile, long sighs,

as I fill my next glass.

Yes sweet destruction, danger, obstruction,

so tempting with your ways.

Slave to destruction, fiending, lusting....

until the END of my days?





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