LAST EVENING

LAST EVENING

Sold her soul
And bought some wings

She flew high and higher
And saw her spirit retire

All nothing, but for desire
Wings, were something to admire

Fragile and white
Sparkling bright
She chose not to see the light

She flew higher and higher
Nothing of an aim
Nothing but a game
She flew higher than ever

Shorn the light
She flew higher than ever
Wings crimsoned
Higher and higher
There she took her wings

Into the darkness
The light fades


There she sees nothing
But her soul
Retire

Betrayed the soul
Traded for wings

Infinity of desire
Hurt no more
Wounded all over


She licks her wounds
And smells her desire
Glory achieved
At a no man show


The only puppet
The only thought
Gone is the master

She traded her soul for wings