Perhaps they were right all along
And this obsession is manufactured
An offering of my wildest temptations
A spiraling descent into my basest fantasies
And I had no business following where you lead
No reason when I submitted to your lies
And I was blindly obedient with every cut that felt like a kiss
And there was ecstasy where I bathed in the blackest fire
And when I tasted the poison you held out to me
I knew my soul was not my own.
These scars upon my flesh spelled out your name
I traced the symbols through the stars
With the fingertips shoved through my heart
And this is where I found you
My darkest wish borne of this darkest obsession.