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Decorated with sun and starlight
Face like marble, carved from stone
Yet never perfect, not quite
But still, I won't leave you all alone

Interchangeable skin and face
Change and shift and move and flow

Deep caverns in misty eyes
Where the sun goes 
and where it dies
Watches me from sunken holes
sits across on stands of gold
Surface colored with gray like bone
Surface round, cold and lone

Where men fall

When blood of scarlet drips from you
And death seems to pray on foes
Flee my love, don't let it come true

Ravaged from the depths of new
Fire burn, torch the skin, let flow
When blood of scarlet drips from you

Through hell flame
and water holy
And shifting blame
and losing slowly

Wings of gray
Strong and stern
break away
refuse to learn

Sprout from backs
of barely mortal
Wings of wax
doomed to boil