Castles crumble, into hell's paradise, bodies die, while humans continue to lie. A pulsing throb crawls through my temples, I wonder how sharp the pin your sticking me with is. I sit inside your plastic case, awaiting your discovery, soon you'll find me, soon you'll bind me, throw me away, only to be picked back out when your weaknesses show and all you know is me. I lay beside you at night, and die a little, I sleep along side you and cry a little, but empty tears shatter over your aura and only bring you better dreams than the night before, my demise is determined, and is your master plan, couldn't you hold me one last time? I'll end up being the black veil that hides her face, a smile erased, and a lonely heart unchased.