45. Illusion

Like a mirage of the desert you came to me
Your lips were like the oasis
You made me shiver from my inner bones
You put my heart into deep stasis.
I would love to touch your illusion again
And be able to feel the sin
I wish I could bleed with you again
But I can't, I can't win.
Your illusion struck me from the darkest pits
You called me names, you witch!
See me bathe in your own demonic blood
As I take the damned bull by its horns
I relive memories of steel
I melt into the Earth and my emotions boil
I burn into your illusion
I die into the mortal coil
Of disgust and deception
Of torment and damnation…