Self Bondage

I watched you disappear and died

'Tis tragedy made all the night stars hide

A glimpse of your face but no one's there

The ghost of you keeps calling my name

What good is my heart if you don't hold it dear?

Our souls are entwined but without you here

Men can't reshape itself without suffering

For men is the marble and the sculpture

But what now is left is the silence

It echoed in my heart, violently,

Cuts like a razor blade

What good is my heart if you don't hold it dear?

(And death alone shall hold me)

Our souls are entwined without you here

(In loneliness)"