Lethe

Give me the drink of the fluid
That disintegrates
And lend me the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Lethe
Oh, Lethe.

Hold me near, unravel the stars
As I speed through the heavens
I speed through the night
For you are my blade and my rope
You are my
You are my Lethe
You are my all.

In currents of cobalt you storm through my heart
To sever, to puncture the memories that burn
Let sweep through the arteries in sharp stabs of pain
Your talon-like fingers to kill me again[x2]
(And again, and again, and again)

Steal me, invade me, and charge me again
(And again, and again, and again)
For I burn and I shudder
Burn with each movement of.

So, cleansed through a floodlight
I appear, renewed and reforged
Caressed by the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong.

Lethe
Hold me near, my one friend and guide
As I drown through your fingers
Drown through your love
For you are the life that I hate
You are my, you are my.

Drag me down in passionate sighs
With the ocean above me and flames in my eyes
And grant my a life I can live
Without.

Take me away
Take me away
From the life that I hate.