Revel In Anguish
In a tangled web of romance I find myself
the inevitable reminder of my ignorant faith
I have become oh so accustomed to the role of 'Martyr'
yet I cringe at thoughts of capitulation.
Can you hear my shouts of torment?
No, I am silent as a god, and hold no animosity
Granting constant forgiveness, I seek the final throne
To be attoned by her, and plunge this dagger a final time.