You chose a slow dance with death-

Sins of the night
spilled onto the sheer fabric of her dress
the scene was exhausted
his hands left residue and bruised more than ego

Her spine twisted from the weight of his teardrop figure
this fight was never fair so save your tears
You'll pay in hell while i live in mine

Lets work out this death date and savor it forever

Death, and the company you keep-

I've got this war
spilling forth
I watch the panic
hit by these waves of terror, white noise and static,
pavement meets plastic
red mixed with white death
I'm sorry i lost grip

Hope has been
daggered up and spread out like the ashes released at your funeral
I watch you salt away the last drops

And these ghosts have given all that they can give
believe me when I say your over
but it's all over for all of us anyway....