A Step Into Beyond

But the lights are switched off
And the throat’s running dry
No diamonds in the dark
No lustre in your lies

Chained to the shackles
Your profanity defines
Hooked and addicted
An insane mind

You be the reaper
I’ll look out for death
In shadows that whirl
Beneath your vicious threats

Stark naked, the face of eve
Bemused, with wounds underneath
For we dance to the tabour
Under the glittering chandelier

But satin can’t hide scars
Nor your fancy reins
Shutting every eye and ear,
To witness the shackles?

I’ll try and light a kindling
With words: need no mime
To dream of freedom
With chains behind.