Watch with fascination
We slice old scars again
Bleached by love that dreams
Of passion
Of afterlife
Tear the flesh
Steal the scent of innocence
Conceive a lust
That betrays its ignorance
Make me die with you
If I die would it make you love me
If I live would it make you kill me
Make me die with you
And we stagger in our pain
Love and death and slagging jesus
But nothing said
