wherever i go there too shall be grief my love doting on me tenderly vacant praise for her hollow man such poise what loyalty what elegance inspired lust in a languid tongue gave blood and found me where there once was none so i burned the bridge she d have taken to leave each one she s all i have left c est la vie c est la vie the more it spreads the closer i come better off behind your back where we consummate in the presence of none dead weight don t wait for the violent and the endless stream a spineless yet supporting cast of the charmless that are harming me from the cradle to the grave it has been a walk of shame what did you think that your absence could bring old friend my heart it bursts with cavities a slur couldn t rouse the sadness i ve seen look close that beauty is life she s with me flaunted indifference is cheap cologne actor you speak of me in formal tones to the gutless dogs that have cried mutiny know this marooned with grief i m richer than kings from the cradle to the grave it has been a walk of shame i am dead what is one less worm seconds off of a prisoner s term this is hell you brought a candle to burn i am death and you have marked my words