Shard Fiend

Spun out to live life like you are a God
In a crystal generation blooming flower pod

Bound by kisses of dust of the pallen
to spred to grow in a lad of the fallen

Now won't you listen to the steam on the breeze?
Or is that a funeral to up the anti and tease
The tweeker to drink imortality?

Demi God might and everlasting life
scared to come down so dance on the knife

razor blade lips sip a haunted delight
Fight for your right to get high
Die while trying to catch a vein with a tie