Eat my heart, baby Part 3

Eat my heart, baby,
On underhand way patching this scar.
Although still you are so far...
My only reason sometimes to hold on,
If all this is a cage,
Then, undoubtedly, golden.
My sweetest-voiced demon,
You my personal Loreley.
You are unable to cry.
I wonder whether tis safe to dream on
Ruins of burning theater stage.
You are the cradle of broken hopes,
You eat, without feeling sorry
for those who broke about rocks slopes.

Ashes of experiences.
Manipulation with substances.
I don't look for recognitions.
I don't throw away the words.

Heart behind a thin screen.
Be fenced off from me by the screen.
You changed my world, other world instead,
Sorrowless world where I've never been.
Mint is again on wounds spread.

Eat my heart, and with saffron powder,
Basil and also salt.
Every my fall is my own fault.
The song sounds now much more louder
As midnight shout of pulled-out mandrake.
Sheep aren't intact, but wolves are sated.
You  are not  everything I waited.
Yes, not from those, alas, you
Of whom I would pull up trees for the sake.
A rainbow over the mountain dew.
A rainbow on my skin.
Disappointedly I grin.
Is it a sin that spins within?
Is it just one of unreal dreams?
I don't breathe the steams,
I by them just freshen the nip.
Just with a help of a little sip.

Your laughter half, I heard,
Seems a rough blow of a lash.
I won't abandon you even if turn to ash,
Either a half, or even a third.

You are three years older,
An insignificant age gap,
I am dissolved in gore,
This terrible disorder,
I cannot stand it any more.
But all my fantasies have to nap.

Into a brain hemorrhage -
Incentive to leave a look arrogant.
Under your influence, your cage
As under hydrochloride of morphine.
You are my placebo effect,
I cannot count
all discrepancies.
You pull me out
from dreams, from the highest mount,
You break the sky with all my sences.