Virtue, a sign of all the mystery. It trends with the darkest ways, it grants me trust now as it leads. First you give me sympathy, praise be all my guilt. Praise be all the solace and the night, ya I need my fill. I’m ashamed of all the things I had to say Ashamed of what I have become Through the mountains, across the sidewalks, check the miles, check the vitals. The silence still remains And embers wait for day Fiction powers the poetry, left here in the cave The sinners place on an empty page, I’m the last to mend the first to burn. Selfless, selfless, selfless, I’m giving in I’ve given it all there’s nothing left for me anymore. A prophet of the (???) Preaches the key from golden wells These stories all have to be told, she claims they can save our souls. She’s the one who carries the flame, atop the highest mountain peak I followed her through the rain, remove her jewels and her silver crown. Lay it down, the seed will grow. I sit with faith and pain Made to see your gaze The angels are here to take you away. A second coming to bring you home. This life, and floating towers, keeps following her Through the mountains, above the earth, you’ve reached the highest point but you were never the first Give me guilt, give me sympathy I’ll bury it and watch it grow Feel the mist that releases me, I believe you’re in fixture I'll be left, dying alone. So please don’t take it all away, take it all away, take it away. There’s too much to replace, too much to gain Just don’t take it all away, maybe I can change, maybe I can change Aaaaooooo Virtue is the occasional regress of my misery, I am pausing, and twisting, and turning, so infinitely amazed.