Am I Really Here?

vengeance knocking at my gatesomething less than scents of shadesdrips from my hands and paints me paledragons waiting to exhaleam i really here?pandora grins my blood to stonegnaws her teeth into my throatwhilst guilt sneaks through the sullen airwrath and sloth unfix your hairam i really here?just one glance from your eyesblood on the floorknives you spoke glide insideand you want moregreen and grey to black and whiteswords forever in my sidered tears float in neonlightmakes the night a day too brightam i really here?autumnal leaves on barren landcastles built on poisoned sandthe dagger sparkles in your handnothing left here to defendam i really here?stains of fear sweep my pridea lock on the doorall run out, turning tidestill you want morebeautiful memories still in my headdaisies and roses, needle and threatall ripped off medays in the woods, nights in lakesmagic books, going out lateall ripped off meexpressions that wait for signs of my fearassassins to kill on verdict of weaknessbetter than isatanic sadism looms back from your eyesdemons besmear your lips with their liesbetter than ijust one glance at your eyesblood on the floorall run out, turning tidestill you want morefeel me bleed deep insidecrimson drips reflect your eyesscreamall run out, turning tidehit the ground, end my flightscreampromise the world and give what you gainvirgins to vamps and killers to saintgreed in your eyeapathy yawns, movement diesso much truth behind your liesno more princess, shining knightblame and guilt form your spotlightam i really here?vengeance knocking at my gatesomething red as nereus' fatedrips through your clothes and paints me palehorror grows, but tears still failam i really here?