With flourished wing she soars the bluest skies

But underneath the shadowed pines and oaks

The darkness waits like ivy bred; for ties

Surround the armor, a fleshless steel hoax.

And from the blackest depths of Hell - and rise

The tainted blood upon young lovers' lips.

A lovely way to damn one's own demise

Enthralling whispers beckon to her hips.

With fire in eyes that aspire

A masquerade of formless fettered steel

Arms reach out for lying love desire

What joy would throw you high? Love kills, love steals!

Under pines, and under Earth it revels.

As love dwindles, as wings wilt - dead, to sell.