You saw the light in her empty eyes

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You saw the light within her empty eyes,
As if an angel had stepped from the skies.
Yet daylight faded, and in northern snows,
Her frozen throne reached out and claimed your soul.
Beneath her smile lay cold, unyielding steel,
While on her hook you hung, subdued and meek.
A woman loved you once—as plain and true as grief,
Yet you crushed the warmth she offered in her hand.
Now she is gone.

Save your soul, hero! Run from the flame!
She will never, never be yours!
A freezing fire, a cliff, an empty void...
Save your soul! Your angel is a snake!

She toyed with you, cutting off your breath,
Granting a gasp—a fleeting taste of hope.
In blind belief, you made another leap,
And plunged back into darkness, down below.
She craves the sweetness of these secret tears,
Another’s pain is her cheap, petty throne.
In her white coat she walks on severed heads,
Leaving behind just ruin, ash, and moans.

Director of other people's tragedies...
In a white coat, with clean hands.
You were just a puppet in this blizzard.
Wake up.

Save your soul, hero! Run from the flame!
She will never, never be yours!
A freezing fire, a cliff, an empty void...
Save your soul! Save yourself!

She won't be with you...
Save...
Your soul.