A candle hushed, blown out
A mask burned and stripped...

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

I watch it soar
Across ebony skies...

Delicate like the first breath of the summer...
Pleasurable like a kiss long waited for...

She sat on her throne in the clouds
Laughing and dancing with creatures so divine...

I remember that one fateful night,
The night I dreadfully died...

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

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

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

There it is... That feeling of utter devotion
To one person. It blooms in my stomach...

Lightning could strike
Thunder could rumble...

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