Wings of Nightmares - Counterparts

I’m clinging to the wings of nightmares

Detaching every finger one by one

Shaken awake

To find our absence hasn’t manifested yet

Longing for a sense of loss

Picking me apart like birds of prey

Where illusions will depart from unhinged jaws

Silent in the presence of your name

Rip the memory from my mind

Perfectly still, but somehow running out of time

Keep your distance

From the flowers that will decorate my corpse

Undeserving of a chance to watch them thrive

Remove the sickness

Before it has a chance to run its course

I knew we’d never make it out alive

Clairvoyant only to delusion

As you salvage fantasy to fit your needs

You held my lifeless body to your heart

And convinced yourself that you could feel a pulse

(Laying traps beneath my feet

I will chew through to the bone in my desire to be free)

Rip the memory from my mind

Perfectly still, but somehow running out of time

Keep your distance

From the flowers that will decorate my corpse

Undeserving of a chance to watch them thrive

Remove the sickness

Before it has a chance to run its course

I knew we’d never make it out alive

Your shadow will keep me

Blinded by the light living in lies

Allowing fallen petals to turn black

Reflecting the colour of your insides

Rip the memory from my mind

Hold my lifeless body to your heart

And convince yourself that you still feel a pulse

Rip the memory from my mind

Perfectly still, but somehow running out of time