Come closer beautiful girl,
kiss your lips as red as blood.
Your soul's night stars no longer shine,
drowning in the bottomless lake of your forsaken mind;
mind that's lost it's heart,
disappointing isn't it?

Your cells; a causeless riot,
storm of rage; fears and tears,
muscles; bitter exhaustion, rotting from within,
bones; eager to crush every nerve,
leave you senseless,
disillusionment poisoned greatness.

Wrap your arms around your bones,
memories won't keep you warm.
Melt your flesh to cold hard armor,
impervious to the world's sort decay.
Hide your pearly eyes in flawless shells,
drift away with the tide of his scent.

Come closer bereaved lady,
ignore the sirens of sinful sorrow.
Take my hand with no hesitation,
ascend with me;
to the apathetic void of enlightenment.