Darkness rises,
as my will begins to fade...

Shush little girl
no one cares about your tears...

I try to keep it together
I try not to show it...

I vow to protect you
against the fiery depths...

Her Will is my own
I stand by her side...

I am laying here in the early morning with you...
You are only two weeks old but it feels like you...

I sit beside
the old oak tree...

Hold me close
and never let me go...

I know your life is spinning
so very much out of control...

What happens when the beauty has lost her beast?
And a cold wind has blown its way into her heart...

She sinks to the floor,
Her tears she cant hold back anymore...

All this anger
is clawing at my stomach...