E Minor - Diorama

Finally contented soul

Now did you lacerate

Me long enough

While all enticing secrets

Were slowly whispering

'unearthly love'

The words I have the spells I know

Were not enough to make you happy

To make you smile again

Like roses your drugs in bloom

In psychic beauty

My frantic heart

I thought I saw you gloating over

My private inferno

You owe me answers

The words I have the spells I know

Were not enough to make you happy

To make you smile again

The nights and days — in wasteful void

The glints of hope — as small defense

The smiles I faked — the blood I shed

My drifts of smoke — my 3 letter friends

The words I have the spells I know

Were not enough to make you happy

To make you smile again