I stand above your body, covered in your death.
My goddess…
My hands snuffed the candle within your beautiful frame.

I am broken. Just like my glorious goddess. Broken and alone.

We can be alone together, now…

You and me.
My goddess.
My lover.
My muse.

I broke the mirror above the night-stand.
It never showed my face.
Now I can see just fine.
I look just like you do, now.

I’ll be on my way soon. We’ll be together, you and I.
You never paid much mind before, but I know you’ll love me now.
I’ve found my new religion, love.

You’re it, doll.

I need nothing more.

Douse the flame – it’s time to go.