Mischiefs

Everything I held and lost

And the memory of that taste now gone

But your perfect essence I still chase

To fill the corners of the dark

Of all of those I've cursed and shunned

To please the spirits, I lost the one

Dismiss her at your peril and your mischiefs will come back to haunt

Dismiss her at your peril, so we're taught

Ignore those absolutes and please those taunting shadows from your dreams

All their laughter turns to bloody screams

And the song she sings full of words she does not mean