Beyond a thread of recognition   lies a decimated frame   screams tear the evening soul   she looks upon the purity     Mindless method leads   to dissatisfaction   death, not drinking   from the cup     In angelic mourning she is weeping   alabaster face is streaked with sanguine tears   fragile bodies writhe in pain   and fill her skies     Mindless method leads   to dissatisfaction   death, not drinking   from the cup     Tears that burn  Blood that stains  Searing screaming  That is yours    You are soaring on the wings of reprobation   to a dying, distant place   fading home of the undead   now look upon the purity     Bones de-marrowed turn to apathetic dust   She is looking down   Now only blood is left.