I run my tongue over the stinging knife’s edge
Tasting metal tinged with death
Knowing soon you’ll be
Sending me six feet under
Yet somehow
I can’t help but dance with you tonight
Entwine our bodies like threads woven together
And move
Like a moth drawn to your lethal flame
Knowing
Waiting
Almost wanting
To get my wings singed and cut
But I crave you anyways
Because baby, I’m insane
Metal and Death
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