The Final Hour Lyrics

The Final Hour lyrics

(Music and Lyrics by Lacey Conner) 



We meet just past sundown 

Hands clenched, tempers flared 

Two frail figures doused in hatred 

An intimately vile affair 



The sound growing louder 

The beating won't abate 

Now lies our initiation 



These bones break like matchsticks

And then we all fall down 

Rolling, scratching in the dirt 

This encounter is so perfect 



A sudden rush begins our siege 

Your eyes fill with a seductive rage 

For one quick flash I feel you stroke me 

Then the pain is re-engaged 



You throw me up against the wall

For one quick flash I feel you want me 

And then everything goes black 



These bones break like matchsticks

And then we all fall down

Writhing, fighting in the dirt

This encounter is so perfect 



Your lips caress my neck 

For one quick flash I feel you hate me

Your nails dug in my skin 

But your hate is what intoxicates me 



As I gain redemption 

Your hate turns to fear 

One final blow concludes our act

I leave you there with one last kiss