Turn of the Screw - Angkor Wat

Hey I saw your mouth on, another’s face

It told me sweet secrets and reminded me of the taste

Of your skin upon my lips

But it’s been so long

I reach out but you’re not there

I try to hang on but you’re not there

It’s just a scarecrow of emotion

Heartfelt emotion splattered on my floor

A blackened bloodied pool to drown in

I’m tortured by the lack of you

A screaming silence I’m trying to fight

Living life alone in a tortured midnight

It’s just another turn of the screw

Too painfully true

As I become filled with you

My face and skull burst and bloomed

We became the nighttime sky

Flooded with millions of years of starlight

As I am without your touch

My heart falls to my feet

And drags over the ground

With every step I take

It gathers every bit of dirt

Every grain of sand

Every and that can becomes full of the flesh of my soul

This is nothing compared to the absence of you

God kissed me on my mouth

And blessed me with the tempest of you

It’s just another turn of the screw

Washing ashore and withdrawing again

I’m the sea I’m a starving cripped dog

Waiting to draw my last hot dusty breath

Without you

It’s just another turn of the crew