Lethe...

Lethe...

 Give me the drink of the fluid

 That disintegrates

 And lend me the sweet balm and blessing

 Of forgetfulness, empty and strong

 

Hold me near, unravel the stars

 As I speed through the heavens

 Speed through the night

 For you are my blade and my rope

 Your are my

 Lethe

 

In currents of cobalt

 You storm through my heart

 To sever, to puncture

 The memories that burn

 Let sweep through the arteries

 In sharp stabs of pain

 Your talonlike fingers to kill me again

 

Steal me, invade me and charge me again

 For I burn and I shudder

 Burn with each movement of 

So, cleansed through a floodlight

I appear; reforged and renewed

Caressed by the sweet balm and blessing

 Of forgetfulness, empty and strong

 Lethe,

 Hold me near, my one friend and guide

 As I drown through your fingers

 Drown through your love

 For you are the life I hate

 You are my

 Lethe

 

Drag me down, in passionate sighs

 With the ocean above me

 And flames in my eyes

 And grant me a life I can live

 Without...