O shooting stars
Light my sky
Slash my blue,
Burn the frozen void.
Let your red wings open and drip
in dainty Suns and smaller Venuses
Cover my body, my soul, my aching limbs.
Fly for me,
when i'm too busy to do it
Punish me
When i'm too lazy to try to.
And never stop burning my frozen void
Even when
you're gone .
- Take this as you wish (Ale)