I was a distant fairytale, in nightmare painted dreams. A fallen wish, for poisoned hearts that wake the dead from their sleep. Pleasured by iniquity, where desires became sordid, a tarnished tongue flickered back to life to eyes blooming under orchids. Against the kindling wind and burning flesh the echoes carried on, igniting a smile with ebon flames, my imagination spawned. On knees I let the fire feast on my body like wolves. Eyes locked on a sunset where heavens matrydom rules. The ether snuffed away from lungs, breath became scarred. Promises whispered as a swansong melody played upon the stars. Immortal passions clawed at heaven declaring a crimson war. A furnace for my ashes lay behind the devils door. My eyes open to a slumberland of hissing spells, humid darkness utopia where boiled screaming regaled. Lacerated innocence drifting away in sinful blackened scenes. Final heartbeats never heard...