I opened my eye to love
and died
I carved out a wound
and cried.
Everyone loves hate.
Sorrowful with ink I write
my elegy
Sorrowful with fate I mourn
my emotions.
Everyone hates love.
Battling this war we rue
our emotions
Battling this war we knew
our corruption.
We fight, minerva.
Living with all
i tie
No love returned;
i die.
I opened my eye to love
and died
I opened my soul to truth,
and came to fly.