Vex

Hush, ancient purr I swore off obsidian thoughts And lay awake on broken glass I bled out more than once I drew the poison out The scavenger feeds in hum of low sea Cast-off exuviae in fragility I kept my head down and bit my tongue Until I tasted love Rare form at the casement, for which I burn Perfect psychosis, noiselessly whirrs (Then come perfect psychosis, then come noiselessly whirrs) (Then come, destroyer, then come, destroyer) (We'll fight with claws and teeth)