• So pure in heart she has no reflection
    Assassin of wills, ambassadors fail
    So how many drives have been sacrificed
    Tempted to realize what, and where, she hides
    Or uncover the grindstone that quickens
    Visible cover of faux pas wassail

    War brews within her, peace simmers without
    Chalance of its own destruction feeding
    Appetites and alibis perjury
    Mocks from the plush morning stage, still sweeping
    If only ends were called to justify
    This aimless trail and the search for meaning

    As close as was ever possible, we
    Assumed the world so ripe would turn our way
    Never turn out to turn its back on us
    We did our duty, their time to choose shade
    Set the motion then sadly fell victim
    Hunted down like dogs with no taste for prey

    Partners always carry each other's backs
    Stories rehearsed to negate all the facts
    Not followed or traced, hid even from guilt
    But flowers uprooted certainly wilt
    Leaving one behind still burdens two lives
    No queen dares survive from leaving the hive

    War brews within her, peace simmers without
    Chalance of its own destruction feeding
    Appetites and alibis perjury
    Mocks from the plush morning stage, still sweeping
    If only ends were called to testify
    Throughout this trial for loss of meaning

    To my dearest darling immaculate
    Plentiful pardons now inoculate
    Influence above freed us this hour
    Forgiving me is out of your power
    If ever misguided vengeance welcomed
    So pure in heart she has no reflection,
    Not even a name.
    Not even a name could stand to betray.