Lugosi's child bears his namesake
Within in this monument we hide
In denial of the thoughts that our feelings dissolve
Your words
I am the one, the fallen bastard son
I'll step inside
Sensations, curse me and my ways
Force-feed me blind on empty
Engulfed within somnolence
Submerged within chimera
In isolation I wander
To
You kept your roses better than you kept your promises
Those
Vanity found a home in heart of your embrace
Once was
Why do I look to you?
To redeem and fulfill
You whose amber eyes are the curse of all loneliness
Who
And it came again, like tears for a long lost
A false confession sprayed forth from the mouth of disdain
What
All hail! The phrase of tainted prose
The etchings that cover
I saw you wedding gown
The prettiest dress
I came into the
Seven whispers silent
On scathing winds the seven whistlers tune
Seven cries,
Cobwebs reaching from the heavens to the lover's plague
A soul
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