The Chained Assassin

In the mist of desire dawdling in the abyss

Arrived an unexpected visitor, so clever and quick wit

Crumbled thy wall, made to contain the bliss

My guards were never prepared; their lights were never lit

Slithering so discreetly, oh the secrets that under lie

One by one they fell, without force, without pride

Struck by an incomplete piece, a spirit that will never cry

A damsel in distress, forced to pick a side

Lost in lust of the darkest shade

She travels the world with chains and shackles

Naïve and curious my hand I gave

And once again she rose on her ankles

In the silence of the storm, I was eye to eye

Tension slowly rose and rose so high

Down she struck from the peak of the sky

She returned to her master, crippled I sigh

  I fear this is life and love is a lie

  It’s a cycle; contagious...in the end we die