Why was it broken? The crystal panoply.
It was not a lie for a low fun. So difficult to live without a skin.
That wondrous armour lent you presence.
Oh why did it become a hindrance?
Was it so necessary to break your soul’s crystal panoply?
The truth’s worn-out cloak can turn into a tunic of a hero.
The pieces of the armour and the rents.
It’s difficult to recognize the prince.
Why was it broken? The crystal panoply.