Tell me a tale of man created,
Formed with calloused hands.
Taking shape, a mirrored thing.
Tell me a tale of violent love,
Playing a game with fate.
Man torn in two, blood gushing.
The wounds would heal,
But the scars remain, stark and longing.
Tell me a tale of two beings,
Broken bodies and sick hearts,
Manipulated by the hands who granted them life.
Bored and power-drunk gods,
Let's play a game.
Tell me a tale of souls intertwined,
But forever held apart.
Golden cords looping bleeding hearts,
Searching and destined for doom.
Tell me a tale of hope flickering,
A lantern upon the darkest night.
Two souls rejoined, rejoice.
Love and destiny defeat fate's cruel wrath.
Alas, their candle stutters and blows out.
Tell me a tale of lovesick fools,
Their story only a moment in time.
Yearning replaced with love,
Just to be struck down by tragedy once more.
Sep 12, 2025
Sep 12, 2025 at 1:30 AM UTC