Heart full of mirrors,
But I couldn’t see truth,
Drank from your venom,
While I played the muse,
Hid in the palace,
Of the fated reign,
A star for the tempered,
And a love misplaced.

With nothing left to lose,
In the tangled web,
Of a star-crossed pursuit.

What is loneliness,
But another phrase,
For a waning end,
A lie that binds,
When we play pretend,

If this is how it goes out,
I don’t want a love I can’t defend.

Lost all the spirit,
So I ate the fruit,
I ate the fruit,
A sinner for the pleasure,
That the devil consumes,
The devil consumes,
High off the holy,
Hymn of good intent,
Of good intent,
I pleaded for the mercy,
As I made the descent,
I made the descent.

With nothing left to lose,
In a tangled web,
Of a star-crossed pursuit.