Mine Eyes

  Mine eyes are bleeding,
so sing a sinner a song.
Fine times are leaving,
no damned a dance along.
  Live for affection,
set- my jovial joyfull jewel.
Give in to destruction,
let the Lord of Chaos rule.

Suffering

  I shall not think or feel,
I shall not laugh or cry.
By the stars and by dust,
by my broken trust
you shall suffer and die.
  I shall not fall in love,
I shall not hold you close.
You my cry and you may pleed,
but my eyes will still bleed
whenever... I feel... your ghost.

Strength

  What is a rose without her thorns?
Where is her beauty with no chitin?
   Steel is strong from dark within,
So are you sharp as iron and coals.