Lirieke: Tiamat. Commandments. Cain.

I gave you my love
Though crystallized
I sent you a rose with Nevermore

So many years
So many hours
And only thistles on my shore

For all that it?s worth
The blood on my hands
Is the blood of divinities

And all that is lost
Sound or unsound
Only bonds between you and me

If I go will you follow
Me through the cracks and hollows
And I would be your