Drain the Labyrinth

A breath of darkness
 An existance painted in thriving red
 A crown of ivy
 And she danced...
 The branches trying to catch her
 With desirous, clawing dead love
 And she tranced...
 Morbid tales fill her sarcophagus
 ...midnight...
 A timeless crown on the neverworld duchess
 Dancing she comes to the storm
 Slithering from the dark of her soul
 To the night of the day
 Bleeding in games
 For tomorrow they come to drown her
 Too long has she had this reign
 And the dukes all present their gallant hands
 For this, the last drain
 A white bedroom lost in thought
 Of the serpents entwined in yesterdays labyrinth
 A semen spell in the cauldron red
 Starts to bleed a new game
 For tomorrow they come to bound her
 But this they have always done
 And she laughs at their gallant mucus hands
 For their night never comes
 A white bedroom lost in thought
 Of the serpents entwined in yesterdays labyrinth
 A semen spell in cauldron red
 Starts to bleed a new game
 Starts to bleed...