I am screwed beyond any comprihension
beyond any translucent promise of redemption
Encased in a feather lined void
I am in animated suspension
With the sun burning in my chest
The sun became my moon
and the moon became the rest

Within the chaos
there is a man who becomes my core
He is what I was before
He will make me his whore

A dormant emotion
I resist in absent desire
I want to want to want to want
I resist in absent desire
and set your dreams on fire.