I knew it would end this way,
We could never repair
The desperate need to convey,
Our needs lain bare.
Our appetites succumbed to scales
Our sacrifice could not meet.
The power of forgiveness fails
To mitigate my defeat.
Who was I to challenge your way?
Who was I to conspire and cling?
How could I build only to betray
The essence of everything
That framed our visions in flame,
That lent a pulse to our light?
I beg the Gods to blacken my name
And shatter my taste and sight
So that I can forgive your disguise
And you can forget the tongue
That lapped the tears from your eyes
And believed you could be young.