Take my hand and walk with me
Beyond this masquerade.
I offer you a chance to dwell
Where seas of red cascade.
Wretched hands grasp the soul.
Poison laughter centuries old.
Crimson tears fall from your eyes
As your spirit slowly dies
I will follow where you lead
My soul is yours to take.
But promise me you'll still be near
Perchance I shall awake.
Come closer my child,
Let me gaze upon your light.
Your eyes are filled with innocence
Though still concealed by night.
