Polyserena (Live) - George

George

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Polyserena (Live)

Polyserena, I'm starving to feed you,

I'll be back from what I've been to

Not sad, not crying,

In the moments of your hiding,

you'd swear that I was screaming

Polyserena, since your leaving,

lit rooms are darkly silent

Right now I am standing right here

between whispers of your violence

You'd swear that I'm believing

Poly, you decadent deceiver,

In the mirror you don't reflect

but I feel your hot breath

In the coals of the fires of all that's left

Polyserena, it's never over

it's glimmering in the windows,

of the corridors of gold

Not walking backwards anymore

For Serena you know all

Colours flood into patterns

Churn and twist around, what matters.

Where's a love to believe, to bleed, to drink to?

Through your brindled smile,

Poly, I still trust you.

Polyserena, I'm starving to feed you...