I returned for my kingdom

I found my lover

drunk and confused

Pieces of his body

wandering the jungle

 

My kisses 

Like wolves 

Like the force of death 

My absence like fresh air

Begins the decomposition

I killed your demons

They rotted inside you for years

Years you looked at me with contempt and bitterness

The scent of sweet cherries

Of your dying body

Delicate stems of white fungus

Sprouting from your eyes

Drunk on the venom

That bloats your heavy body

How beautiful you sleep my love

Tell me what your soul has learned

In five hundred years under ground

What did you learn of power and love?

Cry

Cry

Cry

Tears of blood and gold 

Until the river runs clear

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