This is dedicated to my lovely black rose, for while forests of glass and steel and moutains of concrete and iron may separate us we will be forever connected by tiny streams of electricity.
Eyes of black and sallow skin
He's the one who takes you in
Robed in the night wielding an oar of bone
He is the one to take you into your new home
The pitch black gondola is how you come in
For you only see him if you have committed a unforgiven or heinous sin
Hope your loved one have wished you well
For you have just entered hell.
