With mocking, careless lips.
The savored saviours of the dark,
Like soulless, silent ships.
They all assembled up the stairs,
They watched the crimson kiss.
We watched as they were torn apart,
And then reborn in bliss.
And then at once we all uprose,
They groaned; and then we fled.
And then returned with weaponry,
And filled them all with lead.
Death abounds in masquerades,
Life departs with teeth.
The mask will slowly slip away,
And you'll see what's beneath.
And you will gasp, and turn away.
Too much for you to bear.
But they yet walk with moonless steps,
And catch you unaware.
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