amidst the clash of fate,
through stardust, now scattered,
remnants; a will so strait,
turned coarse. forlorn. battered.
we drift in our own abyss.
mere corpses, rotten away.
deprived of your curing kiss,
left for carnage. for decay.
so, as I waste away,
engulfed by defiance,
for sins, I ought to pay,
for love, exalt reliance.