My darling, don’t you know?
When the sun is hidden, the roses come undone,
and only demons come raging to the shore.
My darling, can’t you feel?
The blazing blood burdens the skin.
The devil loves you, but cannot breathe.
Your deeds make the heavens bleed.
Lethe has grown weary of your needs,
and Alethea lives to prevent your sleep.