• And he walks,
    With me in my dreams,
    Gives me something to hold onto,
    Something that is stable and real,
    And it's so lifelike.

    As I am floating,
    Through these crystal dreams,
    He chases away the shadows,
    Living in the light,
    He is tainted by my darkness.

    I live with this agony every day,
    Knowing what a lovely angel I had,
    The one that tried to fly away,
    Feeling the terror,
    As I clipped it's wings forever.

    All of this,
    Was just to see you,
    Holding your soul in the palm of my hand,
    I can never be forgiven,
    For stepping out of the light.

    It feels to me so very lifelike,
    I know this is more than he can take,
    I am sorry for taking him from the world,
    Such beauty deserves to be free,
    And I am holding him back.

    Yet I know this,
    I let him go, out of my own selfish need,
    That I may gaze so darkly,
    Upon the flesh of the betrayed,
    Once all of this is done.

    There will be no more wings of light,
    Haunting me with their ridged glow,
    So persistent,
    In all of this I am seeing life,
    In it's purest form; the darkness.

    Sometimes our eyes keep us from seeing,
    All the things that were never really there,
    I pity the beautiful,
    With his endless aching need,
    Wanting to be sacrificed.

    I cannot do this,
    Fearing I am not strong enough,
    Morbid demons defile my soul,
    And every day he cleanses it,
    To me it feels so lifelike.

    Wanting only this despair,
    This sadness that has become a part of me,
    So that I may steal the wings,
    That once were so beautiful,
    And take them to call my own.

    Stealing through this poisoned sorrow,
    I ruffle the feathers and call it a game,
    Never able to learn from this,
    I am void of any morals,
    And I am a terrible person.

    He sees me as an angel,
    When I am the devil,
    Corrupting, and tainting our twisted hearts,
    I've done such horrible things,
    And I will never forgive myself.