The Passion And The Fury

Love me not... love me not

Take no pity upon me... take no comfort in my kiss

Ask not why my tears flow without passion

Ask me not... love me not

Confusion carved upon their fragile faces

Masks of innocence hide their fury

I give them sleep and peace

Sleep, my children... sleep and forgive not

Ask not, take not, love not, want not

Tears no longer soften me... purity deceived by rage

Look to them now and know

They wish for none so passionate

The desire for their eyes to forever blacken

Streaming rivers of searing fury

Of which my name shall no longer be writ...

Dawn awakens and hear me sing