Long withering pale moon dies,
Earth moon's love now testify.
Crimson clouds bleed their eyes,
Hades held angels clarify:
"Of sins oft bloodshed eyes dry."
Lethargic souls unchained, cry,
Nature itself to destruction hurl.
Thy antipathy to topmost height,
Away from these vilest churls,
Silently broken is a heart tonight.
Sufferance but no mercy shone.
Flowers off their stems scream,
Thorns in love butchering moan.
Off to the shore, cutthroat dream,
Of a soul long withered, on wane,
Erasing thyself, releasing thyself.
- Mason Carter