Into The Ether - Sirens Sister

Needle of dreams spike vein and trickle in pulse mock inspiration chew

Your tongue in a doped up stupor caught quick frozen in your poisonous

Speech oh art and glamour walking dead envy and adore you but you’ll

Falter and fade out cause you don’t stand for nothing and i swore that

You could have been something hold on don’t fade into the ether for i

Know the fates that tempt you in small ways are with you always belle

Of the ball in a tux to hide your tracks omnipresent in the eyes of

Your courting corpses who dance like decapitated debutantes for their

Suitor who surely fell from the womb of olympus

I believe the air we breathe is tainted with the stench of human decay

And if all we are is scared and scarred we’ll wear these bruises like

A badge of courage and honor