This is your crime, your perfect gift This is your pain, yet we are both the victims Your precious dignity torn and thrown for my repair My convictions run their course No more penance As i stand listening to your tears freeze to my conscience Taken in with open arms but a closed heart I stand guilty of considered thought Come bleed into me Tear the stars from their mantle These tremors i conceal What tears i delay Are rent for you alone Longing for what can never remain And when at last i am Robbed of my desires Torn to the last I've given all i can There is ever a thread which holds for you Thin and frayed with the course of devotion It spins its final words.i am never yours Speak to me your grievous truth For i would sooner have you lie I have no more for you but the world and my words My wounds that cry for your touch Time recedes its fatal place And sleep beckons as a feigning lover In this solace is found my longing to Never reach this waking moment All is lost in this waking moment