dear fighting soul,

could we be beautiful monsters?

a touch of insanity,

and turn this light into a slaughter?

oh, dying heart,

could we take the fall as angels?

i'll hold your hand,

turn this agony into something magical.

lovely friend of mine,

we can be the warriors of this pain.

a touch of madness,

and down the heavens will rain.

dear fading reader,

could we wield this dark grace?

i'll stand by your side,

as we show the world our real face.