Don't disarm me of my glory
It's all I have
This world has written my story
And I now must change the plot.

This plea will go unheard
And I'll be stuck in time
Preparing to unleash an almighty
Cry.

I can't disperse the crowd of flies
That zoom around my dead skin
I'm half alive
And my heart is cold.

She was the pride
The answer to my prayers
The sincerity that often gets
Swallowed by the guilt.

I'm sorry to you all
Forgive me before I fall
Into a profound nightmare
That yearns for my bones.