Walking through the forest, oxygen on overdrive,
smitten, smiling, spiraling down the hill on a sober high.
Rain in my eye, you ask if I'd cried, we laugh a bit,
been lost for days but your face makes the path worth it.
She has this smile, goddam man, that smile,
it's enough to make your mind spiral.
We find a cave shaped like a heart, stay inside while it's dark,
you ask about my scars but they are stories best left on guard.
I notice a birthmark, you shift your aquatic eyes to the stars,
are you searching for Mars or simply drifting through the charts?
She has a vibe I feel safe behind,
can't set her free from my mind.
It starts to rain, droplets follow her veins,
I can't help but melt wondering how she tastes.
Brushing the hair away from her angelic face,
I kiss her lips before burying my fangs.
A sweet diet, her moans grow silent,
her fingertips linger with every pint spent.
Hold onto me while we share this moment,
our love's not broken but sealed in it's omen.
This isn't hopeless, more romantic than ever,
a bond without flaws, bleeding on my leather.
Together, forever, our DNA intertwines,
staring at the rain as her pain subsides.
Never again will you ache, I've saved you,
never will your heart break, I'm faithful.
Drained you of cancer, answered your prayers,
I loved you enough to reveal my deepest layer.
You close those crystal eyes
-- still engraved in the frame of my mind.
You gasp awake, your skin; snow white,
the look on your face illuminates
so I'm surprised when you stake
me through my chest plate...
Hold onto me, while you slay your savior,
I cured your disease and made you greater.
Little did I know your true intent,
to take my gift and twist it...
I thought you were perfect, I was certain,
if only I smelled the decay beneath the surface.
It wasn't death corroding your soul,
it was the musk of a serpent...
A venomous strike, I close my emerald eyes,
a billion nights ended by a villain's knife...
Laying in this forest, oxygen, never mind...
smitten, slipping, spitting blood, the pressure's high.
Rain in my eye, or maybe I've cried, she laughs a bit,
been lost for days and her face makes my last a bitch.