Truth & Agony

Mother's milk has soured 
My life's a bolted door 
And from it runs a trail of vagrant gore 
My wounds are open flowers 
Fragrant gifts for my encore 
Bouquets of praise for bleeding, towered 
On the sacrificial floor 

I summoned and you came 
To the peel of twisted bells 
To the gelid whisper of my name 

I blanched, erotic danger 
Had me whirling like a star 
To the dark advance of strangers 

And then I heard you laugh 
throat of broken glass 
Leather stitched to weeping skin 
coat of death and suppuration 

Be my truth and agony 

An architect for my total destruction 
My erector, my dissector 
My flesh will be wet for your best seduction 

Be my truth and agony 
inventive and deranged 
Loves proof is in, its plain to see 
The fluids we've exchanged 

Part of these soul killers 
The Gestapohood of scars 
Carved an ornate invitation on my heart 
The scent of French vanilla 
With the stench of abattoirs 
Past tense of present laythings 
On those stained red lips ajar 

I summoned and you came 
From the churning guts of Hell 
With your Christmas hiss of chains 

Down the endless centuries 
Your torture bed of lust 
shrine for us to redesign 
And sign in blood and rust 

Be my truth and agony 
An architect for my total destruction 
My erector, my dissector 
My flesh caressed by your best corruption 

Be my truth and agony 
inventive and deranged 
Loves roof is in, its meant to be 
My cells are rearranged 

I suffered and you came 
To the splintering of bones 
Winning pinnacles for my pain 

Raped and racked and mutilated 
I Raised from dregs again 
Autopsy-turvy, back elated 
In brazen arms that sacked my veins 

Skinnatra, take me to the stars 
Thrust me through to paradise 
Endorphins breaking fast 

Creature from the black abyss 
Teacher. sadomasochist 
Your tortured soul has led me 
To this altered state of bliss