Why, I ask you, do I stay?
May I be the masochist that I claim...

I wait for the moment my love, my beautiful reaper...
To take my life and cradle me in bliss...

I found the worst enemy I could ever face...
She looks down upon every part of me...

I long for the touch of the moon,
Nyx's gift to me...

I lie here in my frigid bed,
Staring at my ceiling surrounded by carnivorous...

Wake me from my dreams
Where I cower in fear, as I look for light...

On the shore of such an enchanting sea,
I stand, letting the breeze brush any ailments...

Shameful, I sat upon the floor
As the tears rolled from my frozen blue eyes...

Breathe the air, cool and crisp
Refreshing is it not...

I was once the hunter,
Proud and strong of who I was...

There's a fierce rapping on my door,
They're screaming through the knocks...

She stands there all dressed in white
Staring at the mirror, flowers in hand...