Do not cry for me
I have not earned your tears
Do not die for me
You have not tasted my fears
Do not fall for me
I have not claimed your embrace
Do not call for me
You have not seen my face
Do not shed blood for me
I have not dreamt your flesh
Do not feel good for me
You have not burned with the rest
Join me you may in this cold damp dark place
And bleed that soft peach color
Clean off your face
Look to the ice with a passion that burns
Let the cold winds that slice become what you yearn
Taste the cold embers this silence exhales
Witness the air dance
As all of your senses fail
Now you’re my equal, as I am yours
Grasp my cold hands, as we pass through these doors
Cry for me
Die for me
We scream as we fly
Fall for me
Call for me
As we kiss the night sky
Bleed for me
Need for me
We cry as we land
Cocooned in this snow drift
We remain hand in hand
Forever we are now sculpted of ice
Immortals will cry for our
imprisoned paradise