Fall far down from the grace of reliance
Wrapped in immeasurable thorns
Feel the blight slice in deep, ripping open wide
Limerence, behold
Repentance, befouled
Burdened by the sword of lust, enslaved intoxication
Buried beneath the mess of thorns, ripping open wide
Grip glimmering crimson, dissect the idle mind
Chosen to wield ignorant bliss
Adorned in the form of rust
Laid out in ecstasy
Ill fated, slain
Infatuation
