Dust in a Stranger's Eyes - Wedding in Hades

Stumbling along the edge

Behold your face!

It belongs to a stranger

Come to me and rest in my arms

We’ll pretend even just for one night

What is lost can never be gained anymore

Forsaken by Angels, addicted to their dust

Cursed by the poison that runs in your veins

Now you can’t deal with the cards you’ve been given

And your wild cards have been played

Between Scylla and Charybdis

She never gave you what you need

But a new dawn rising

In the tiny narrow space between

The needle and the spoon

A frozen tomb under the Moon