Polyserena, I'm starving to feed you
I'll be back from what I've been to
In the moments of your hiding
You'd swear that I was screaming
Polyserena, since your leaving
Lit rooms are darkly silent
Right now I am standing right here
Between whispers of your violence
You'd swear that I'm believing
Poly, you decadent deceiver
In the mirror you don't reflect but I feel your hot breath
In the coals of the fires of all that's left
Polyserena, it's never over
It's glimmering in the windows
Not walking backwards anymore
Poly, you decadent deceiver
In the mirror you don't reflect but I feel your hot breath
In the coals of the fires of all that's left
Colours flood into patterns
Churn and twist around, what matters
Where's a love to believe, to bleed, to drink to?
Through your brindled smile, Poly, I still trust you
Polyserena, I'm starving to feed you....