My muse is covered in tattoos
And wasted
Alcohol pills you name it
Her pale skin Is shining bright
Surrounded by cigarette smoke
and gloom
This uncrowned queen of the night
Who\'s always late and leaves too soon
In my ear she whispers every word
Every line
She drinks whatever she wants because she preaches wine
She knows more about love than most ever will
She can lift you up as easily as she can kill
She talks about the beauty of death and the death of beauty
And when she does to listen is my duty
Her eyes burn with the flames of hell - kiss from her could take you there
And when she cried - for every tear - one angel and one demon died - in fear
It is a privilege to be in her dark shine
Oh such a creature so hellishly divine
She likes going up against the odds
And when shes not with me she dwells among the gods
And as she leaves me to go back to them
Her voice softly says: CARPE NOCTEM