Tiamat

no candycoloured paradise
no stary blackholed eyes
no more dreams of neverend
through embers only dark descends
no more comatose sleepwalking
no feeble sideshow toungetalking
not even crucified you'd get that far
nor escape the shining mourningstar
no lies shall opiate your senses
no spying glasses with shaded lenses
nor suns that burn a brighter tint