Dear Antigone

You watch me fall over and over again...
You watch me burn alive at the stake...
At the stake, swaying.
Wake, sonow I may kill you once more...
Wake, so now I may taste you once more...
Wake now my love...
My dearest love of all.
That hs become the obsession of the obsessor...
Preyed upon the obsession of the osessor...
My dearest apocalypse, my dear obsession.
Dear Antigone, my dear sweet agony.
Dear antigone...you are culmination...
Dear sweet lover, you are my death.
You are my damnation.
"I know that you would rather
have placed the chords around your neck...
Than to watch me die."
This time, I pray you choke on every breath of your empathy.
My only hope to see your flesh in the perdition.
I wish we had burned alive that night...
So by shreds I burn your lies.
Your lies...your love. Your life, your lies.
Follow me now, with my handsdressed in wrath.
Thunder falls silent with guilt...
That the heart beats louder.
My lovers guilt has eaten away her conscience.
This time I pray you choke on every beath of your empathy.
My only hope is to see your flesh burn.
Follow me with my hands dressed in wrath...
The Earth will be undone.