Delicate spirit in the midst of this battered world
This battered world repels any form of display
Why do you agonize deeply and suffer in absence
Portraying an exterior so drab and ashen
Why hide behind excess extravagance
When you can be captivated without these costs
Are you going to die wishing for something
You could have had but never tried
Dear spirit stop basking in the worst shadows
And leave the demons to deal with the pains
Step away from the costs of a world so feeble
Feed your heart sweet blood and not acid
Live and let live. Die and let die.
Once death knocks, there’s no turning back.