See it lie forlorn and resolute
A blackened rose not fit for two...

Always waiting, that's how you left me
As I lay crumpled on the floor...

You visit me
And I fade into unconsciousness...

See how she sits up in her tree
Graceful and intelligent amongst her beauty...

I've loved too many,
They all walk upon my withered soul...

To whom do I owe the pleasure?
I leave behind mere scrapes in the snow...

To love Death would be the simplest task,
For I would give anything to break from my past...

Little by little I gain which was lost,
My soul, my all, amongst crushed dreams...

Lying upon the floor,
Tears pooled around her body...

Delicate, decadent, beauty of my forlorn heart
I beg to all the Gods for you to come back to me...

Light slips away from my withering grasp,
I fade into the darkness I hold dear...

The shackles return
And bear the memories...