the blood in my veins did long ago cease flowing,

mercury drips through my fingertips,

a silver liquid staining everything i touch, leaving trails of stardust and battle behind.

i can hear the angels singing and taste the cosmos,

i can see crowns of pure gold dust upon

some of people's heads.

the dark lord exhausted me,

i think he is planning to drain me

until i close my eyes forever.

and maybe, it's better this way

for me to die.

but i want you to be there,

even if you have a knife for tongue

and arrows for eyes,

poison on your lips

and drugs in your smile

i beg you,

kiss me one last time.