The End Comes Too Soon

bedlam, dead lamb
dying little flower
gray, green, blue and doom
power, of decay, death is in bloom
and the end comes too soon

gears grind, in rhythmatic time
killer machine, and the beat goes on
and the beat within
fear pumped beating heart too the drums of sin
and the end comes too soon

my blood, the color of orchids
in the midnight eclipse of pain and pride
I bleed myself for the good of the hive
stamped, labeled, tagged and cradled
and the end comes too soon

promises spoken, are promises broken
secrets of silence
vows of violence
ours is a love like no other
your fire, it stings, with the pleasure it brings
but the end came too soon