Sanguine River

Hell is beautiful Like white flowers and crashing waves Neither sulphur seas or blazing forests Just glassy still waters beside me always The air is empty and cold A full moon yawns from beyond some distant stars Trembling with the night I walked with you here Far from pearly prisons of somber delusions Far from meadows of razorblades They still hurt me But they'll never hurt you I shut your eyes as we fled That I alone would witness the destruction of the Heaven we built Yet one of us must look back Lest we lead each other towards oblivion I fell those last constellations as a pillar of salt I did it for you