When the lights are all out

That's when I see

Everything and nothing within my life

Every doubt pouring through and out of my life

I find I feel I touch and pull back the skin of my teeth

Bloodlight is the back of my mind

Ice biting hard in this empty place

Every pain and fear always goes away

And it's all so clear when I'm fucking your face

In the back of my mind

In the black of my heart

At the start of the cut to the running of blood

From the tip of my skull to the end of the bed

The sensation is real with the throw of your head

This night like all the rest

The question of time and the scent of the taste

That you make of my twisted writing form

It's just warm and wet and I'm fucking your face