Shield raised high, sword drawn,
Piercing words no longer sting...

The waves crash quietly on the sand
while they glisten in the light of the moon...

My wings, you severed them
tool the blade to forever condemn...

Lightning could strike
Thunder could rumble...

Having fallen from the brightest realm
Wings once whiter than a glacier...

Down, down, down falls the last tear she will ever...
Falling ever so elegantly in an ominous glow...

Swept away by all that I adore and hate the most,
The raging river called love...

Smile in agony
Do they not see how it hurts...

Beautiful and angelic she stands before me
Yet a frown colors her face blue...

Tears stream silently
Kissing away desire...

With each fading sun, there comes a moon
Trailing stars that fall, comets that soar...

As creatures scuddle over damp forest floors,
Another day comes to an end...