Fate of Stone
Lost beyond the most ivory of peaks,
perfection glitters,
as lost echoes are all that speak.
Prisoner of Fate's stone cast hold,
impossibly frozen,
memories forgotten under this Titan's cold.
Awaiting the dark to take me in,
save me, breathe me,
bring life back to this skin.
Your love, my last chance at light,
glowing purely,
burning embers press on to fight.
Don't leave me here to die alone,
hold my touch,
Take me from my fate of stone.
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