It Won't Be Soon Before Too Long

The crimson stains her fingertips
The fire burns in her eyes
Her skin may shine of moonlight
But judge her and be scrutinized

The illusion on her innocence
The kindness in her tone
A master of the angelic form
Her halo has now been disowned

Her wings have been torn from upon her flesh
And are laying tattered upon the ground
The delicate feathers that once graced her back
Destroyed and keeping her earthbound

The clouds that once graced her beauty
The glitter and sparkle dismissed
No longer a part of her immortality
No longer the gods mistress

The angel of day and sunlight
No longer a part of her plan
Her soul handed over in a silver vial
The darkness is now her brand

The angelic beauty accepted the deal
The golden fiddle has now been played
The dance with the devil finished in beat
His honesty always a charade

Sunlight no longer her craving
Replaced now with crimson desire
Walking within the midnight lining
Her veins ablaze with inner fire

The glow of the moon surrounds her
She basks within its form
Immortal night forever hers
Her previous self in mourn

All a sacrifice for her heartbeat
All for the one she did love
To protect her true from his inevitable harm
Rejecting a life without him above

With the signing of the crimson ink
Her signature set in stone
Giving it all up just to be with him
Not wanting to be alone

To his arms she remembers rushing
To be held tightly in his embrace
But knowing something was instantly wrong
The feeling of joy was misplaced

Within his eyes was sorrow
He knew it was already too late
Wishing he could turn back the clock
And stop her from ruining her fate

He had already accepted the inevitable
Even though she refused to believe
He was to become another of fiery hell
To think otherwise was beyond naïve

She wept her final farewell to him
As he showed her the love he shared
With each step away his fate fell in place
As he told her not to be scared

She watched him fade from her tear stained eyes
Believing now her life was forever lost
Lost from her love, and from her angelic glow
She could feel the darkened frost

Unknown to her, this fate was false
As a soul had already been offered
He had offered his own for her true fate
A deal he had to keep covered

She will return to her wings of white once more
And he will know what he did was right
His final act of love to her
Letting her return to her light

Her tattered wings will become his own
The crimson craving but a song
He will accept the darkness for her
It won't be soon before too long