Afterbirth
Tell me, can you picture the moment you'll die?
Are you going to die?
And will it be any time soon, or,
Do you want to continue living?
When you stare at the mirror after shoegazing the scale beneath you, how much of the weight is guilt?
How much of your daily burden comes from what you did to me?
Do, or did, you enjoy gazing upon my scarred, cut and bruised body, bleeding on the bedding?
Do you want me to continue living, in an existence you deem so pathetic?
Should I cuddle up on cold steel and wait for the blaring light?
I'll do anything for you,
My darling.
I'll do anything.
Do you want me to wear stilettos and latex, and cane you until from your scars a red sea seeps?
Do you wish for me to relieve myself upon your chest?
Do you wish to throttle my throat until I've, through great effort and pain, sucked down my last breath?
I know that your devotion to the goddess who stands before you is undying.
So I'll do anything for you,
My darling.
I'll do anything.
You made this,
God,
You made this.
Formed in your hands.
Formed in your hands.
Formed in your hands.
Formed, in your workshop, with your tools, in your hands.
Creazione di Avalyn.
Are you going to die?
And will it be any time soon, or,
Do you want to continue living?
When you stare at the mirror after shoegazing the scale beneath you, how much of the weight is guilt?
How much of your daily burden comes from what you did to me?
Do, or did, you enjoy gazing upon my scarred, cut and bruised body, bleeding on the bedding?
Do you want me to continue living, in an existence you deem so pathetic?
Should I cuddle up on cold steel and wait for the blaring light?
I'll do anything for you,
My darling.
I'll do anything.
Do you want me to wear stilettos and latex, and cane you until from your scars a red sea seeps?
Do you wish for me to relieve myself upon your chest?
Do you wish to throttle my throat until I've, through great effort and pain, sucked down my last breath?
I know that your devotion to the goddess who stands before you is undying.
So I'll do anything for you,
My darling.
I'll do anything.
You made this,
God,
You made this.
Formed in your hands.
Formed in your hands.
Formed in your hands.
Formed, in your workshop, with your tools, in your hands.
Creazione di Avalyn.
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Writer(s): Evangeline Shadden
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