Maudlin Of The Well - The Curve That To An Angle Turn'd lyrics

Trust lies shivering by the hedgerow Her life bleeds into cold cataracts I see an eclipse in those eyes, rainfall; Of starlight trapped in bottles My thirsty gaze will always remember Dead, and I pierce her body with shards of me What is afterward left Your face: Years wasted blending with a poet's eye; I have only a lifetime to forget My painful sleep unearths buried seasons It is only ev'ry morning that I cry; Soft laughter seeps into aching wounds Please kiss me Kiss away the cuts you've torn-- The knives in your eyes bled my joy lifeless I still thee hold in my loneliness And wish that I could die in your false embrace Holding you forever in a moment of the past My Helen of Troy, please, this war makes me tired Belial Rosier Pain Liar I will never trust again