A breakout of emotions, that lay safely within,
Rushing fits of anger, in realms that were unseen
Of desolate dead forests, all from the day I've been
Your own.

Relinquishing, resigned and giving place to foes,
I yield my wounded soul, the black and purple rose
That conquered the universe inside
With the most poisonous thrill-
Your Love.

A freezing wind now blows through corridors
Of a forsaken castle in deep night,
With windows broken in the rampant fight
Of ghosts that live inside
For You.