And I have borne the cursed hands of night

And I have borne the cursed hands of night. 

This is the sorrow, and of the solemn voices that cry out in the mid night plea,

Please, and save me from myself- the voices kill me so,

Reminding me ever so slightly of those vows I had vowed to make

And not keep, vows I made to the voices in the night, 

And pleasure they, they keep haunting, hunting, hurting.

 

The tears are hot, invisible, like the searing knife that runs through

The corner of my eye as I strain to catch the drift of what has just run by

Me, spells of emptiness circle gradually, seductively calling,

And I return to the very vow I had vowed not to keep,

And in not keeping the vow, I'm sorry but I've kept it- sorry Lord.

 

So I run, I run from the mirrors of my own eye as I struggle to avoid the roaring

Captions that brightly point me out to me-THIS IS MY FAILURE,

As I struggle yet once more through the warm hands of night,

And I wake to find my hands had done what they had vowed to not do,

They'd killed me once more.

 

Now I scream as the night approaches, save me from the dark-

I'm as a frightened child tortured with the memories of night's abuse,

It runs its calloused hands up and down my frame, 

Taking me in complete control, giving me rapturous realities,

Then I wake at the end of the episode, and I stink with the regret of

The death I have brought on me one more night.

 

And I have borne the cursed hands of night, as I'm betrothed to the very

Evil I stood up against, knight of the night; in soundless noise I'm embraced

By my lover; I run to him in joyous ecstasy as a child will run to a lover.

Night runs wild with my imagination, tight passions make me sweat sweet still,

Taking me to heights I've long dreamed of in the depravity of my solitude-

I have borne the cursed hands of night and birthed its child- Son of my Lust,

And the blade comes down on my neck: I undeserve the peacefulness of night,

And my night is ruled by the vow I had vowed to not keep.

Truth unbecomes me, and I become the vile I'm to live with.

 

So speak ye not. Hold your peace. Let the cursed hands of night guide me

Once more, bring me to the forbidden bliss I beg to forget.

Remind me the blessedness of the depraved existence I'm blessed with.

Bid me answer your questions, answer mine, as we lock in unholy embrace,

Tangled in the affect of our own deceptions, as I'm led by the cursed hands.

Night is my pleasure blanket. Solitude is free, the deception is quiet,

And I ride once more the waves of riotous passions that war with my mind-

Suffer me not to live please; to die is a more gloried state,

Death to the night and its passions:

I will wake in the morning, when the cursed hands of night break apart.

 

Or perhaps they break me apart in the dreams of their nonexistences

Fused to life in the breath I give them; ticket to my own death

Call it my misery, as I sail through the night

Drunk on the satisfaction it gives me, the night just became a person

But I don't know which one; I'll stick with it.

So it pleases me to note that it pleases the night to note that we're both 

Pleased by our mutual dangers- it calls me its danger; it's killed me over-

Now we can hardly tell who's alive and who's not,

The fabric of our lives- which happens to be my life- torn to bits by the

Wild oats we sow every night- remember night is now a person.

 

So once again speak ye not, and try not to save me- please I don't want to

Be saved; leave me drunken with the foolishness of my nightly foolishness.

Perhaps I'll get wiser when night chooses to let me be; 

Daydream or nightmare? Or we might just die both of us to end our glowing

Relationship. But if you must save me come quickly while the night is young,

When it's lust for blood is not yet risen to full strength, while it persuades,

Bids me come to its arms to start the night's love affair,

Please come quickly and save me from one more night.

Save me from one more night. Save me from one more night.

And that's all I ask from the morning, save me from one more night