how did we get here?

There's nothing in the space between us

but a fire


that burns

everything

in it's path


quenching its thirst for oxygen,

swallowing the air we breath

filling our lungs and eyes

until we explode into flames


stand before me

with nothing in your hands

with nothing in your hands

with nothing in your hands


and strike down all your circumventions

with every color black you own

and all the stars to hold you high


no words left to speak
nothing in my mouth
but tears that sting the red

of fire on my face
that dances in your eyes

the demon plays us both
puppets on his stage


our love

his playground

for death