2The greatest offering from a silent child
The harshest blow from silken skin.
The cruellest lie from the purest light
The comfort of truth from the deepest dark
The coldest words from unseeing eyes.
Crocodiles tears from the perfect person
Hidden sympathy from the jailers cell.
The truest heart from the darkest place
A useless lie from the hearth.
Death's mad glare from a child
The knowledge of youth from the wilds.
Betrayal from the ones you love most
A family from the lost.
A crimson rain where no flesh dwells
A soothing embrace from the shards.
The body's harsh dagger edge
A skeletons soft gleam
Remember my child, nothing is what it seems.