We Were Born the Mutants Again with Leafling

She says I'm boring her camera It takes more to delight the cadaver Night eyes on icy patrols Yours were not so Nazi feline Mine were as dead as monks And our particles are in motion Night eyes producing ashes We love to view unfortunate passions Still, she takes my photo to bed No mere limp verse could incite Identity destruction Our particles are in motion Sometimes, we're not legible But we're the same strange animal Let them say our love is peculiar, don't care There's only now, no ever after We won't let it end in disaster You are my twin, no, I will never go there