Falling faster for his sweet lies
Only you, he says, is his love
Roses of black, lying on your bed
Eating away what was real.
Velvet tears streaming down your face
Escaping all the fears
Resting within your beautiful mind
Inside, hidden what was never real.
Sealed up with estrus urge
Alone, but he's always there
Like a throbbing pain that won't go away
Insecurities running deep
Every inch consumed, trapped within his curse.
