A withered rose lies in this dark domain, as heaven weeps silently during this cruel eclipse. A damned love story, buried deep in a broken grave, lies behind the forbidden castle of spirits.
The rain of memories erodes the grave, and the corpse is revived as the candles are blown out. Winds from the past rush through my veins, as the soul once again becomes chained in repentance.
A hurricane of past pains rages, the wrath of the tempest unfurls. Agony’s clutches bind me, while the chains of nothingness weigh heavily. Ashes of frankincense mix with withered petals, and the stars begin to die as images shatter in the dark.
The eclipse, the void, and the cosmic forces bear witness to it all. The corpse of truth, love, and innocence lies before me. Darkness now tells the story of this forsaken girl, as the eclipse kisses the beauty of heaven.