She felt as if she'd lost herself
She lived so far below
Between the ashes where the roses grow
the blackest shade of blue
And she'd bring herself each night to bathe
In a fountain filled of tears
And silvery slits of moonlight would shine upon her skin
She'd drink from wilted petal cups
That cured the malice still
And sleep for a millennium
On a pillow filled with dew
And the sleep was blessed blank
So she did not have to feel
Ugly, stupid, wretched pain
That's placed me on this wrack
To stretch and rip and mark and claw
To teach me to believe
In everything that's rife and crawling and surviving
in this world
Children murdered, women crying
I cannot stop this evil teacher educating me
Showing me the undercurrents of the world behind our smiles
Whispering to me that the only truth is murder
And what you feel is pain
Because the foundations of the world are not benevolent
Because the original creator wanted control
Sweetie, we're all part of a 24 hour puppet show
So swallow it down
It's easier if you don't fight
You can shut your eyes and hold your breath and scream that you're not hearing
But I am here
I'm the truth so accept me, feel me, hear me
I'm all real
Or slip back into your world of pretty shadows...

I'll still be here to claim your soul.