Blackened petals fall,
from buried caskets.
Ruffled by an unknown breeze,
and landing on your crimson lips.

You ascend again to your sweetened throne,
and raise your scepter of false gold.
Pass your reins to your servant,
for you have no power here.

Fires burn on ebony wings,
and your fiery hair ignites.
Open those emerald eyes pretty,
this is the chaos you have made.

Demons enchanted you love,
pulled you away to your Hellish delight.
Rejoice you reckless beauty,
rubies adorn your paling skin.

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Glittering ice is all you see.
The cold,
oh the biting cold with its ravenous hunger
for your heat and life,
is all you feel.

Condemned you are
to this eternal fat.
I watch from above with pity,
my queen.

You descended from fire,
and ebony feathers.
From a place thought by you as Heaven.
Now your hollow eyes,
and hollow soul,
tell of your sad tragedy.

Like the love you once showed me,
you die again.
Watching me from below,
nothing but grief on your face.