The Final Hour - Nocturne



(Music and Lyrics by Lacey Conner)



We meet just past sundown

Hands clenched, tempers flared

Two frail figures doused in hatred

An intimately vile affair



The sound growing louder

The beating won't abate

Now lies our initiation



These bones break like matchsticks

And then we all fall down

Rolling, scratching in the dirt

This encounter is so perfect



A sudden rush begins our siege

Your eyes fill with a seductive rage

For one quick flash I feel you stroke me

Then the pain is re-engaged



You throw me up against the wall

For one quick flash I feel you want me

And then everything goes black



These bones break like matchsticks

And then we all fall down

Writhing, fighting in the dirt

This encounter is so perfect



Your lips caress my neck

For one quick flash I feel you hate me

Your nails dug in my skin

But your hate is what intoxicates me



As I gain redemption

Your hate turns to fear

One final blow concludes our act

I leave you there with one last kiss



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