Hollowed - I:Scintilla

Seduce me, abuse me, make your mark

Demigod followed by your trail of ants

Your role and soul — can’t tell ‘em apart

Enter centered decadence

Crush stunted chrysalis

Your kiss, choke, heat, makes them fall to your feet

Without weight of concern you float through the street

Shallow dead kiss like a stagnant pool swallowed

Worshipped selfish lover leaving them hollowed

Self-portraits hung in your darkroom heart

Acid bath drip drowns empathy

Reflection, perfection can’t tell ‘em apart

Plastic cast, shape love into your needs

Echo as voice alone

You want them all to get you off get, get you off

Fake it for a little thrill, get your fill

Smile crushed porcelain and gloss, thick emboss

Cover up your city kills, petty thrills