This, my absence from you
The last time I will fall into your lies
Your eyes tonight, they confide in me all the lies you keep
But can you see that I want you more than anything
This, my life in your hands
Tightly you grasp it
I cannot see past the wall you set up
All this time
Imagine waking up to imperfection
A memory of love, a demon's reflection, as you drink
The Ambrosia of sacred breast
A second closer to facing death
Who are we alone?
Not defined by the experience we've come to know
Everyone wants to drink
The Ambrosia of sacred breast
The one you hope for is emptiness
The Ambrosia of sacred breast
A second closer to facing death
I'm willing to set aside all of the beauty my mind holds for you