Behold this pale offering  whose essence feeds your every need  Entwined, divine in the sleepless heart  but what's to become of me  Wake the Walls of Remembrance  Sing tenderness my silent ones  Your eyes of wonder  Shake the walls with this Severance  Cry bitterness, the passionless  Stained with dishonor  Behold this frail offering  These weighted words fall as Autumn leaves  Confined and blind in the sleepless heart  while an audience still deafens me  Behold this grail offering  A quickening kiss for those who bleed  Illumination's price, it is your sleepless heart  and the gift of voice that sets you free