Snow falls upon her head
As she lays in eternal rest
Tis such a sad thought
That she is dead
Liquid ruby
Scarlett blood
Runs in rivers
From where she bled
Open wounds
Inside her wrists
Silent screams
A painful kiss
A sweet dream
Hidden by a nightmare
Where monsters are disguised
And beautiful like the moon
Fear walks on silent feet
Never ceasing
Always hidden
In a gesture or word
Do you hear the screams
Of the forsaken child
Cast out in the cold
To live in the wild
The cries of the wicked
Sound in the night
Eyes filled with tears
She can no longer fight
Fire burns down deep
In a frozen heart
But it's warmth you shall not feel
Her end is its start
Can you feel the pain
The sadness, the hate
Pouring from the crack
In the diamond gate
Shall the Victor fall
From the wooden throne
Humbled by the loss
Of many from the shame
This story has been told
It is not filled with lies
Yet filled with truth
That many try to hide
Tis a shame
That to many I seem
Lost in emotions
Stuck in a dream.
