Violet eyes feigning
Your voice invokes my only sleep
Grace without glory
Upon the clouds you weep
Paled by your cruelty
Unbound to all I see
In truth, I am where I was before
The first thought of you brings a thousand more
What came over me when the fever broke
I forgot myself deep within the smoke
If I could concede to your blade of gold, to the hastening
I would run back through time to my fleeting world
