Most Precious Blood

Collusionist

Most Precious Blood


One-sided stories of playthings and Piano strings
and everything which in The heart strings
Like trying to sing while hysterically weeping 
Frantically trying to seal the cracks through which all things are leaking 
The fairy tale slowly fades to black 
My conscience screams to me a warning "Don't look back!" 
There's a sting in your heart 
And if it feels like me I hope you feel it forever 
That you may always remember 
Dare I still feel with all of my heart? 
Am I the last of my kind? 
The fool for whom this lesson foes unlearned 
Those who attempt to touch fire get burned
May this sting in your heat live as long as you do 
A painful reminder Of all that we've been through 
An pluckable thorn resting in the side 
A promise, an oath to throw all things abide