This is an invitation to a party:
to whom is late and hiding in the shadows
to whom is tired from all the running
to whom is alone in seeking a new beginning.

For frost and snow have numb you,
Now, the strings of fate offers a new flame.
For the steel of this cage corroded by your tears,
Now, never worry of your monster, i'll be ready to tame.

Oh! The Great Devourer of my Hope!
Let me present to you, The Finest Platter!
-feast upon this aching heart!
-drink upon its flowing river of blood!

For you are my reason!
To be awake in every morning to watch every sunrise!
To be awake in every dawn to watch every sunset!
Or once again! I've been deceived by this bleak shine of the sun.