Source of innocence, twilight to my touch alone
When the whole world felt like burning needles
Candles for a wake that was mine - to see, to feel
The horns of the fallen, my master's desire
My feelings gone, the ocean called me but I refused
I am loved only when I'm gone

Source of emotions, sunset to my eyes alone
When the city felt cold like frozen kisses
Knives for a massacre that was I - to kill, to feel
The wings of golden phoenix, my lover's ire
My hopes afloat where the bodies are awash
I am hated only when I smile

Source of devotion, moonlight to my soul alone
When my body felt void like Azazel begotten
Hollow shadows to a funeral for a friend - to weep, to feel
the tails of the fox, my soul's afire
my beliefs forgotten, a lifeless corpse has no need for
creed
I am... when I have forgotten