Dying Embers

Looking above me
The moonlight glistens all around
For below me,
A field of sweet death.

A crystal in hand
I watch the pale moon rise
For behind me,
A man of sweet sorrow.

\"I cannot heal
I cannot love
I cannot hate
And I cannot feel.

I\'m sorry for your sorrow
For I know it\'ll kill you
But I cannot leave this sweet field of death
Without a golden Key.

For you see, I am dead
A shell left alone.
And if I shall fall for you,
Then emotions I will never show.

So leave me here
To die a death
A sweet death
Of constant sorrow.\"