Death becomes her
Sometimes she tries it on for size
She can see it in your eyes
She might as well be
She'll take the weight of it on her shoulders
Toss it around her neck like an expensive stole
Drown her doubts
Spit you out
Survive on spite
Death becomes her
Follows her like a stray
Threatening with each foul mewling
Death to dreams
Death to hope
Death to love
She laughs and snags it by the scruff
Oh, little devil, that's enough
Hush your face, but stay awhile
I need you still
Slay my fear
Slay my hate
Slay my pride
Kill all the ugly things that live inside
You darling little demon
You'll have me soon enough
Exercise some patience
There's no need to rush.
