An everlasting moment
In miseries presence
Is the undying urge I possess
As my memories decay
I'll rest my head
On a pillow made of your breath
Hoping to fill my lungs with the filth that is you
Please make me smile with this blade
Please make me smile with the blade
A grin from ear to ear
And keep the liquids from my throat
To remind you of evrey tear
An everlasting moment
In miseries presence
Is the undying urge I possess
Gor the abmination which is you
Just one everlasting moment
I will spend with you
Yhe absence of what we have
Is a way to show me what I desire
Snd what we do have
Is a form of everything that is wrong with absence