I hide beneath the moonlight.
I bury myself within the fabric of the sun's coffin
For fear of what I've become.

Failing limbs,
Rotting corpse,
Sunken in eyes
And a tattered heart.

You don't need to see me,
See what I've become
Without you,
Because of you.

I will take death's hand
And we will dance tonight
Under the moon's glow
And up to the heavens.