Sacrifice

My little Princess,

my sweet Angel.

My most beautiful Queen.

You're no longer alive in his chest.

You've been  ripped from his flesh with a burning flame.

Rest your weapons, they are no longer needed.

You have lost another battle in this quiet night.

Please please my Lady, sleep your death away.

Sleep because there's no more poison to heal the wounded ones.

 There's no more flowers in your golden skin.

The sense of your soul is weak and fades through this  stubborn dawn.

Let it go quietly.

Let it calm you down.

Let is warm warm your cold spirit.

Come closer and give your hand to the Angel.

He'll walk you through this black melody.

You've been brave,

and you make me so much proud

my Queen,

my Life,

 my Death

My second chance to be something more than a burried shadow.

 

 

 

 

 

Pearl