Wasp Lord - WVRM

I live in Hell

Atop heart break’s throne

These thoughts of you come crashing down

Another winter here alone

I can see it coming in the clairvoyance of wiped out elms

I can feel it in these fragile bones

How we grow older and ever farther

These two lovers

Crushed in God’s hands together

How we fly on broken wings back to one another

Somewhere in this mass grave that love has become, there is a coffin built for

two

Somewhere in my frozen hive, there is a tomb for me and you

Look for me upon heart break’s throne

My crown, these thoughts of you

My kingdom, another winter here alone