My sweet fiend

And then they haunt you down
Bouquet of scalpels
More than friendly - less than me
And all vivid commands smeared on anvils
Wait solemnly
Wait for me
And as I lay my head on their table
The perfume of fever sweetens me
And as they fiest
Each halo trembles
More than friendly - less than me

Familiar eyes blind with greed
Watching as I spit teeth
Hey lovely, you're ugly!
My favorite hands choking me
Deception - oh yes, indeed
Hey lovely, you're ugly!

What have you been up to, my sweet fiend?
You're not what you seem
When the hell did you get so unreal?
You must be a dream

And then they haunt you down
Red fog rising
More than friendly - less than me
And thick walls that show no horizon
Close prudently...
Close in on me
And as I watch in a haze of numbness
The delicate sight paints rings around their eyes
And as they fiest
Each halo trembles
More than friendly - less than me

The broken dance grace
One-eyed props take their places
Ill will fills the room
As sick hopes start to bloom
Scraps of skin falling off
Slick hands keep crawling
Betrayal fills the room
I look up and see you...