Please recite records of
The tyranny of my touch
The daggers of my praise
Dejection and malaise
Repulsion of the flesh
Stumbling from my bed
Your black teeth rest
Emblazoned on deceit's crest
When your orchestra stands at attention
Without warning
And the best grows attached to the leash
You're holding
You can doom our drunken talk
To ego stroking
I'll await my attaboys
Post performance
Now
I can't tell where the stage ends
This smoke and mirrors act has got me drowning
Let this be my root to be exhumed
Not drugs or booze
But the moon and my muse
Left foot back this time I'll lead
Guide you in my arms
I wanna wrap you in colors
Watch you stain them black as that heart
The signs are all pointing
To an ending unfitting
Still one dance on stage can't hurt
(Or so I thought)
Watch me fall
Through the orchestra pit
Through the fires that we lit
Reaching for a hand withdrawn
Vanished with the dawn
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