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