Disintegration

Striking hard, striking fast in desperation

The world around is filled with shades of red

Forced to stand in weak anticipation

As rivulets of blood run down the Child's head

The chamber fills with screams of violent rage

Of petulance and impotent frustration

Consumed with frenzied tidal waves of hate

The princess falls to earth in dark sedation

Her blindness stunts the growth of nascent power

That grows within her like some poisonous flower

The blade of darkness strikes her to the hilt

And so the flower inside begins to wilt

But time is short for action to be taken

No chance to dwell on pity or mistakes

No chance for dark excuses to be found

The moment of Salvation must be now!

Cast me to the crimson flames

Thou hast the power should I be blind

To overthrow my wicked reign

And throw me to the pit of time

Cast me to the crimson flames

Thou shalt bar the doors of hell

Incant these words of sacred rule

Seal me in my crimson cell