Sunday, December 09, 2007

Chrome

Burning blood on the street
Neck-break speed, kiss of death
Oh what fate, bitter or sweet,
Do you plan this empty shell to meet?
Spirits rising to the brain,
Golden fairy smells of hell.
You looked away, her tears rained
The yearning was for love, not pain.
The chords in place, the volume high
The screaming chorus, the heavy beat,
Sound just like my last lullaby.
Why my love? I wonder why.
So you gave me burning chrome
If only you'd opened your heart
My love, I'd be home
You ****, I'd be home.