• I've spent an eternity trying...
    Nothing seems to help me grasp this notion...
    Are we dying? I can see it still,
    The days your chilling words were said.
    Clawing their way through my head.
    And deeper still the wrath will rest
    Until the day you come back to me.

    Mirrors seem to break along this path
    My heart worn, broken with defeat
    Was it you that ended my suffering of lore?
    It could be that I was wrong
    I walk along these shards of glass
    Suffering to find the passed days

    A haunted ghost adorns this shell.
    A vacant stare through clouded eyes.
    This fury born is yours, my love.
    It's shackles are your will to keep.
    So pulling on this ball and chain.
    I wait to become whole again.

    They curse my name
    I accept my sin with no regret
    But whilst thinking upon this..
    My only sin was not lingering to find
    The strength to kill the ones that threaten
    This love, I share it still with you
    Your name was whispered in my destiny
    Your love pulsating through my veins
    I would wish death if only I could altar our time

    How fine...
    The days would be should you have never said hello to me.
    I've no longer any doubt within my mind
    The demon that's coiled around your soul.
    And cold these days grow.
    And solemn are my words.
    One day I'll cast this unto you, and sweet will be your...
    It's binded to you, how sweet will be your fall.

    I find my mask again
    Stuck upon the thorns
    Fresh blood still flowing from your horrors
    I wear it now, for eternity
    I walk this path to show you
    Haunt you dreams to slaughter
    Linger now to stride through your laughter
    Silence it with taint
    Upon breaking
    I stand proudly, crowded by your fears
    Grown vile, this child
    He stains your reign with the stitching of faded claim

    My lips are graced by sin.
    My viens are black, my heart's in pain.
    You've written me again.
    But I know your hollow words.
    I can see the beauty in your lies
    Is a distorted figure doused with shame.
    Pull back your veil, you've lost the game.
    I'll show what it means to bleed.

    I hear your words over through this hall
    Whispering faintly from the occasional sight
    My broken wings
    They fall weak and limp from the pain
    On my knees I shall remain
    My trembling hands
    They reach for the sword I so adore
    With it bearing the outcome of fate's hand
    The warm liquid falls to this worn out path
    I spit blood with my final words
    My undying love for you falls to this worn out path
    I spit out blood to show you
    My hope to hold you once more
    I fall limp to this path of nevermore