The sultry echo of whimpering and pain,
created a sacrifice to live for you.
Silenced by this December rain,
which someday we wish to be snow.
Seconds of eternity sacrifice to live for you,
in an attempt to break the frozen current and row.
Eidolons unabashed by the horror and fervor,
clawing for a second chance sacrifice to live for you.
Their reflections of perfection become beautiful terror,
immured behind the darkened prison of memory.
Nostalgia was too cruel a sacrifice to live for you,
so it has departed for a better place in history.
Believe the lecherous words in which they revel,
dreaming hand in hand a sacrifice to live for you.
Begotten burdens as gifts given from our own Devil.