Demure

Bathed in your richness

Now stained with your filth

Silence as an executioner

A slave to your sin

Cold iron kisses my skin

A dormant dream, a souvenir you keep

Selfless life

Alchemy

A treasured soul

Torment is priceless

Sanctioned and sold

You face your judgement

Suffer my pain

Descend, decay

Terror takes me

Conjured by passion, a cruel image

Consume my gaze forever

Glazed in smoke, metallic underbelly, the simplest exit

Quest to maker forged by a goddess

Judgement