candlewax on her back blood pools below as the evening shadows dance I wander here below lost in the rhythm of fireglow burning holes in the dust as I pace -- my art that paints my hate for this place faint smoke rises as candles glow hollowed-out drumbeats on empty skulls we are the ones who forsook it all amidst the thorns, we chose to fall and so we burn the candles atop her back the gray moon topples as the stars turn black (let it all turn black, let it all turn black) why did you snuff out my stars? my moon and Venus, Saturn, Mars I wanted to watch them fall from the sky As they were mine, the day my light died. When these skulls once lived, what made them scream? Their thoughts, their hopes, opinions, dreams? We are the ones who made them die In these sputtering flames that mock the night sky. we are the ones who forsook it all amidst the thorns, we chose to fall and so we burn the candles atop her back the gray moon topples as the stars turn black (let it all turn bl...