Self Bondage

I watched you disappear and died
'Tis tragedy made all the night stars hide
A glimpse of your face but no one's there
The ghost of you keeps calling my name
What good is my heart if you don't hold it dear?
Our souls are entwined but without you here
Men can't reshape itself without suffering
For men is the marble and the sculpture
But what now is left is the silence
It echoed in my heart, violently,
Cuts like a razor blade
What good is my heart if you don't hold it dear?
(And death alone shall hold me)
Our souls are entwined without you here
(In loneliness)"