a thorn of wisdom

My Dying Bride

There's dark here, dark enough and just the pain you love
Your reflection is a dying me. Use it well and flee from me
You hide your hair from victims
and stop to drink straight from them
I know my heart flows away from thee
And wounded tears come crashing down

I sometimes enjoy solitude
Inspecting her shame keeps me amused
Leave the world and pain to me
And keep your soul far from sleep
And ghost turned against ghost
I lay for you and I was choked
The cost to me being more than I had to bestow
I sometimes enjoy solitude