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Porcelain face bedaubed in gauze,
Its translucent quality reavealing those wounds
of what's been done to beauty nearly untainted,
That same beauty each sorry loser wished they could taste
Just once.

The windmill of my life spins,
up
down
left
right
yes and no

Race the sun to the ends of the earth
and there she lies, lips pursed,
forever waiting for those who will [never] come.

:Steady beeping, louder, stop now:

Is that my heart, racing faster, faster?
Darkness stalking from my window,

:I've lost all feeling, are you there anymore?:

Hold me agian, love, like you did once,
Or did you forget how to hold me,
Or did you forget I ever lived,

:I'm alone now:

Plunging into everlasting darkness

:All alone:

You're not here with me anymore

:The beeps get faster, faster, too fast, slow down:

Convulsing, quivering, blood from my mouth,

:Beeping turns to a single tone:

Limbs turning stiff, breath of ice,
Close my eyes and will myself to let go.

You come and weep those tears, so hollow, glistening lies upon your face.
I smile the smile of those who've won, of those who hold a secret.
I smile as I fall down into what seems like endless darkness,
I smile as I see the deep, horrible colors beneath me,
I take my final breath, and smile,
I smile as I am submerged in a pool of acidic pain forever.