ON THE BED YOUR SHAPE LIKE SHADOW BENDING OVER ME
AS IF YOU ARE STILL THERE, AS IF YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE
AND YOUR FINGERS POINT AT MY THROAT AND MY HEART
AND MY BREATH IS STUCK BETWEEN FEAR AND REGRET
AND AN OFFER YOU MAKE FOR MY EMPTIEST PART
YOU WILL SERVE AND OBEY UNTIL I WAKE UP DEAD
THEN YOU START TO PLAY ON THE STRINGS OF MY SOUL
AND THE SADNESS BURSTS MY VEINS WIDE OPEN
AND THE SWEETNESS LIKE THE TIDE OF AWE
CRUSHES INTO ME WITH WAVES OF NEVERMORE
ON THE BED YOUR SHAPE LIKE DEVIL PLAYING THRILLS TO ME
AS IF MOVED BY SORROW OF MY BITTER MAKE-BELIEVE
AND TIME THAT HAS PASSED FROM THEN AND FROM BEFORE
IS A TIME WHEN I STARE OUT INTO THE STORM
WHEN SADNESS SOUNDS LIKE THE END OF SUMMER
AND SUMMER SOUNDS LIKE THE END OF LIFE
WHEN YOUR TEETH IN ME
SINK THROUGH BONE AND DREAMS
WHEN YOUR GHOSTS ON ME
SCREAM INTO MY EARS
''THERE IS DARKNESS STRETCHING FROM THE LIGHT
AND WILL SURELY PERVERT WHAT IS RIGHT''
ON THE BED MY SHAPE LIKE SHADOW BENDING OVER ME
AS IF I AM STILL THERE AND CAN'T LEAVE