The blood was on my hands
He was right, you know
That Chantry boy knew what he was talking about
You would never place your needs above mine
So I stupidly placed yours above mine
took your hands and filled the hunger
Hoped for a miracle
To ease the sprit within
But it wasn't enough at the end
The dagger in my hand
Reflected the flames from afar
My beliefs crumbled before me
Collapsed along with the place of worship
The place where I sought solace, what you could no longer give
Embers flared brightly
Incinerated the compromise you despised.
I loved you, you knew that, right?
But this love made me an accomplice
Covered me with filth and disgust
Branded me with a crime I did not wish to partake in
And there was your voice
Stung my eyes with your defiance
Somewhere inside
Whatever connection we made
Dissolved
It was a good dream while it lasted
And I applaud your dedication
It was the cruelest, most beautiful lie a lover could give
I was in love with what you used to be
A projection, through words
The obsession was a desperate hand, trying to hold on
to whatever that made you feel human
It had nothing to do with feelings
I was a fool and believed
So I marked you with the metal in my hand
And saw the pain
The hurt in me smeared your robe and it grew
Larger and vivid around the wound
You looked away
glad it was me
and I wished it was never you