Listen...

May you be the one who speak
Though you surpass my silence?
May I be the one who's weak,
For you to resort to violence.

Lingering in melodies of darkness,
Soothing the valley of death.
Meandering the realm of vastness,
Arising from the styx of re-birth.

Stigmas did hold me by the chains,
Along the eternal hallways of love.
Back to the highways of pouring veins,
For idea of truth is a life I could give.