For my shock,
my last goodbye,
I’ll stop time I’ll
let this lip supply.
Stonecold raged
it echos in shards
the rage enters
in past my guard.
Serious is enter
the glass dance
does our unholy
type of romance.
Slash cut vitriol
it tears at my sin
when I let dark in
this chest again.
So transpire dear
the atmosphere so
for once cold snow
now warmth grow.
The embers slow
burn does a heap
that is gentle here
now an eye weeps.
Again you see me,
my last goodbyes
as I turn to a door
to your disguise.
For my shock I’ll
now leave with it
this cry of love me
now breath evict.
Transpire cut try
stone it crumbles.
In our glade born
was not a trouble.
For your shock in
the end I’ll still tell
how your shock it
strikes sky so well.
