Mellifluous Murmurs

Let's Break Some Plans

Seal those broken cuts, 

turn the switch off

to simmer down your pain.

Stand in the light,

shield yourself from this opaque day

and seize your ungodly hour;

because we will build

and then we will break,

we'll crack them open,

but only when I say when.

Mistakes are said and done,

but love doesn't die,

it's something that comes in a flash,

maybe a blessing or a curse;

it's all at once–

bombarding your flesh

again

and again

and again,

and again...

How does that feel?

It's painful 

but it's better being safe than sober.

A mask of two faces, 

perplexed with immortal traits–

we've all got some ideas,

perhaps needs,

but I'm keen on destruction

so let's break some plans,

let's paint it black,

let's build a highway

 that leads us straight to hell;

maybe to heaven

a road that leads to two absolute traces.

A gender of a thousand races, 

let's see how far we get

let's hide away

somewhere far,

somewhere near

but remember

we'll be coming back,

we won't back down, 

we know the best is yet to come.

We can run up that hill,

have our little talks up by the fireplace,

and build a world of our own. 

Then, we can break it.

Because madness 

and destruction

satisfies our witty, sinful

hearts.