The Heart Bleeds Black

Down where the rose won't grow,
Where all things shall decompose,
Among dead leaves and dragon flies,
I embrace all things that die.

When the veins are cold,
And the skull is cracked,
When the ribs unfold,
And the skin peels back,
When the mind is gone,
And the spine is slack,
When the sould is dead ,
The heart bleeds black.

And now I cast out all my prayers,
To peel away the rotten layers,
And all that's now ,To cast aside,
And find some purity down inside,
To find everything that I lack ,
To find the heart that bleeds so black.

Down where the rose won't grow,
Where all things shall decompose,
Among dead leaves and dragon flies,
I embrace all things that die.

When the veins are cold,
And the skull is cracked,
When the ribs unfold,
And the skin peels back,
When the mind is gone,
And the spine is slack,
When the sould is dead ,
The heart bleeds black.

For etenity you are mine,
Amon the lilly pads and vines ,
Down in the deep so cold,
I watch your petals all unfold,
Pulling your ribcage apart,
I reach inside for your heart,
As I subbcumb to rotten charms,
I embrace you in my arms,
And as the sun sets over us,
And we bathe in the haze of dusk,
There is no way I'll ever come back,
Your heart and mine both bleed black.