the chemical blade intercedes

the light has gone out my dark eyed girl as i grip your hand grip your hand the chemical blade intercedes mirrors reflect only misery shattered through the golden dawn we ran down naked the chemical blade intercedes drowning in the love that filled us and the pain and the pain and the pain and the pain the chemical blade intercedes language is lost as tomorrow scrapes the inside of my skull you stand on another planet spinning and the chemical blade intercedes

Russell J Turner – July 2011