Finding truth

Night is such a gorgeous sight

Lights fade as flowers in the winter

The birds are not yet quiet, though they soon might

So alluring, so deadly is the night

I wander through the paths that I find

Unafraid of any creature that may cross them

Monsters with thirst of blood and flesh

For I once walked as a king among them

Now, even though I can still cause pain

And terrify the humankind

The sweet tempting chain of hope restrains me

And makes me do what I must not

For her. To be hers.

To belong with her.

Her, she, the woman child

The killer, the sunrise, my ending

The dream, the lustful yearning

The peril awaiting, the love I long to deserve

The soft glow of the stars

And the harsh light of the day

Unbearable pains, torments and torture

Inside me, the weight of the skies

Around my silent heart, a ring of steel

And I finally grasp the notion of my existence

I was made to love her. I was made to die.