Seconds

Minutes sneak past hours, seconds devour them both

A red X on the calendar, another day closed

We all know where it goes, and why I go alone

Why I dress in death, when they're wearing their Sunday best

Why I spell out my intentions, while they plot against them

We all know where I've been, none know where I'm going

Its just me, I swear, I was born to turn this air to smoke

I am more than the toxins that dare to choke

This world, I am the bare fisted anger of expired dreams

By the time the skies dare look at me, I'll be dressed in them

Impressing the clouds with the pathological desire

To perspire, drench the earth through my satyriasis

I am the masterpiece of distended dreams

The ashen remnants of everything, beneath me

Told you I'd burn it all, I warned, you wouldn't want anything more

Than to watch me, this self-induced state of intoxication

The drug that you've been waiting for, that you wish

Stayed hidden behind closed doors

I smile, all the while they turn from me

But who am I, if I don't spurn high sobriety

For one more drink, one more tincture

To bring about the end of me, and welcome home

These devil dreams, pierce the skin licentious

Let the heavens stare down jealous, I've always known just when

To give in, to expel that breath so precious

You forget the minutes and hours, and only ask for seconds.