MY QUEEN

Queen of cold, I bow to thee

Bowing on most humble knee

Lady of despair and grief

Take me now like clever thief

Lips so red that blood feels shame

Skin so white that death’s the same

Hair of raven colored dark

Eyes like onyx just as stark

Kneel to none my austere Queen

For none as good as you I’ve seen

Truth is truth; in you it’s more

In you it finds a heart and core

No deception fills thy soul

But corruption is thy goal

To that revelation

Like divine inspiration

You are truth cold and hard

Truth that forces me discard

All others I would know

Only with you shall I go