Such beauty lies within her stare, a pallid shade of grace
What once had been invisible has shown upon her face
Collective thoughts have danced their last, in sleep they take their rest
Until the lonely girl aglow confronts her final test
In this is life - that what is fought cannot be seen with eyes
And so she must lay down her self to see past all disguise
It's only then, in spirit's dress, will everything be clear
Even if the only soul is hers that draws in near