The Lost Song
The blade hesitates over flesh
Quivering incontinent rage
Betrayed by an unsteady hand
Excise this mortal cage
Appetite lies dormant
Ambition lost to scorn
I lash out just to feel, something
Without sympathy
For creatures around me
All love begins with the self
Indifference a fell destiny
This reckless act is a cry for help
To no other
I plead with myself
My body put to trial
Carnal instincts whet
Rescue loathing
Imperious pain beget
Life pulsed through lacerations
Ague fails the hand to stay
Quickened heart on strident breath
Excites morbid urge to flay
With blood vents frustration
In orgasmic relief
Disfigurement amuses
Trauma satisfies
A giddy thrill
Like hurtling down hill
The lure of Thanatos
Of prescient peril
Heightens the senses
Gaudy and profane
The sepia world flared with colour
Revives a latent elan
What will to endure the struggle
Of reflex since life began
Dying at the height of power
No regret for those left
Rather imagine tragedy
Circumstance might have met
Pity me not
Against despair all strength is feeble
Remember my heroism
Sparing wrath I alone could absolve
Quivering incontinent rage
Betrayed by an unsteady hand
Excise this mortal cage
Appetite lies dormant
Ambition lost to scorn
I lash out just to feel, something
Without sympathy
For creatures around me
All love begins with the self
Indifference a fell destiny
This reckless act is a cry for help
To no other
I plead with myself
My body put to trial
Carnal instincts whet
Rescue loathing
Imperious pain beget
Life pulsed through lacerations
Ague fails the hand to stay
Quickened heart on strident breath
Excites morbid urge to flay
With blood vents frustration
In orgasmic relief
Disfigurement amuses
Trauma satisfies
A giddy thrill
Like hurtling down hill
The lure of Thanatos
Of prescient peril
Heightens the senses
Gaudy and profane
The sepia world flared with colour
Revives a latent elan
What will to endure the struggle
Of reflex since life began
Dying at the height of power
No regret for those left
Rather imagine tragedy
Circumstance might have met
Pity me not
Against despair all strength is feeble
Remember my heroism
Sparing wrath I alone could absolve
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Writer(s): Paul O'brien, Steven O'brien
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