My fingers cold and frozen,
But my heart continues beating,
My head hurt and heavy,
Yet my lungs keep breathing,
Inhaling, exhaling,
A steady beating rhyme,
In, out, in out,
Tick goes the time,
But since I saw the moon,
Shining in the sky,
I offered her a special thing,
A ****** chunk of my heart,
Now in my mind her name rings,
And picks me apart,
No, it doesn't tear me,
It picks at me slow,
Like a little deer watching,
By a hunter her mother is shot,
She knows she could be next,
But run she dare not,
Since I offered that ****** chunk,
The moon and i have been intertwined,
But time and sin have seperated us,
Oh to love her just one time,
So perhaps I'll never get that chunk back,
And there will forever be a missing part of my heart,
A hole in it as it beats,
A mad woman as I larp,
So my heart keeps beating,
So that I may survive,
My my soul is long gone,
My spirit has died.