Absinthe Still

Liquid, like drops of an Angel's tears,
Fade me into the darkness inside,
As I learn to walk unaided,
Help me to curl up and die,

And embrace this soul in the hollow,
As the pain begins to bleed,
These moments remain swallowed,
As I begin to know the memories I feel,

Black, these hands that remain so,
Overcast skies cannot define,
The pitch river that still flows,
Through my abhorrent,infinite mind,

Time passes by through scarlet eyes,
The dancing lady lays dead,
Demons begin their hallowed cries,
I look for salvation, for my monster is fed...