The night sky bleeds
a melody in my name
In a cracking voice
Which strikes the fading horizon
And leaves the world to burn
And sob with unfailing shame.
The night sky did not see
my wild hair ripple in the wind
As I fled the world at dusk;
And so the mournful voice will sing
It’s melody for me
And countless eyes will shut in peace
On this night of Nothing.

The groaning trees toast
A drink in my name
In overfilled glasses
Which poison the ground
And leave the dirt to spoil
And grow flimsy, drunken flowers.
The groaning trees did not hear
My cries of oblivion and escape
As I carved my wrists at dusk;
And so the glasses will do
Their toast for me
And countless lives will be put to rest
On this night of Nothing.

The shadow girl twirls
A dance in my name
In awkward, tiny steps
Which twist her ankles and crack her bones
And leave the other victims unsaved
And salty tears on confused, young faces
The shadow child did not see
My head drown in pillow
As I shut my eyes at dusk;
And so the shadow girl will dance
Her tiny steps for me
And countless girls will lose their hope
On this night of Nothing.


The angry moon throws
A tantrum in my name
In fuming, violent bouts
Which threaten to shatter the forest floor
And put the furniture in pieces
And stain the couch in blood.
The angry moon did not feel
My throat swell in whisky
As I met unconsciousness at dusk;
And so the angry moon will throw
His tantrum for me
And countless dreams will flee
On this night of Nothing.

The glowing stars share
A joke in my name
In joined disgust
Which gnaws at my heart
And dangles in my mind
And lures me to an early death.
The glowing stars did not see
My eyes roll back into my head
As I left the world at dusk;
And so the glowing stars share
Their joke for me
And countless tears will cease to fall

On this night of Nothing.