The Witch’s Heart

(He survived, but his destiny burned off in the blast
Disillusion tore off his wings, and when he stepped outside
Into childhood’s end, and the moon was so bright
It looked like a white hole punched through the cape of night
But from that moment forth a moon was just a moon and a star was just a star
And nothing more...
And the morning came, and the sun did rise
But he was trapped in the corridors where it spent the night
And he could not, or he would not hear our cries--)
So take everything, break everything, fake everything, fuck everything
It’s all nothing if you want, but that’s not what I want
I’d give anything to see you feel again once more
Stand alone
Beside you
Listening for a sign of life from inside of you
Suffering some gift of god
Pursuing, hunting you
Yes, life is sour when you hit the ground,
Moments wasted, loves gone foul
However sweet the fruit, the prickly skin, the bitter core
And nausea for dessert
So fuck everything, take everything, fake everything, break everything
When you’ve been broken, when you’ve been brought low
You want to smash everything, those who still care most of all
And I can see the witches burning in your eyes
But they’re not the ones who sold you these lies
We’re not the ones who bound your hands and turned the spears in your side
Yeah take everything, fake everything, break everything, fuck everything
Heart as black as the sun
On the day that will come when it never ever rises again
And where do you go when you’ve lost your way
Inside, and everywhere you turn it’s all the same
Where do you go when there’s nowhere to go
You froze in your tracks, something broke and you
Gave up

And it makes me want to cry
An ocean of tears to flow through these filthy streets
Stained with so many years
Of smothered hopes and desires denied
The faceless masses, paralyzed
To drown all we are, all we’ve ever been
Better cease to exist than endure like this
And set you free
You and all your kind
To be free in death if not in life
But the rest is secrets, silence now
If night has fallen, sleep well
The rest is silence, secrets now
If night has fallen, sleep well
Sleep well.

May the kings all drown in the blood of their conquests
And the flags all die at the tops of their poles
May the gluttons be impaled upon the ribs of the starving
And the priests all sell their souls
May the dreamers all awaken in a world that is empty
May the lovers betray and be betrayed
May the poets all choke on their own sweet lies
And all bow before their fates
May the seekers wander lost through the valleys and the deserts
And lay down to sleep upon stones
May the sick flourish and the healthy be afflicted
And may rats fight over the bones
May hate rule pitilessly over a world of the damned
Where the rivers cease to run
Let the sun set forever on this broken heartland
Let the kingdom come.

Bring me hearts
I’ll break them
Give me poisons
I’ll take them
If I could
If I could
Trade this ache
For indifference
All fucked up
With bitterness
All fucked up
All fucked up