Magenta Pt.2

I follow.

My [Magenta] so peaceful in her rest

I see why I always loved her best

Her angel's flesh, carved off with my knife

She wouldn't love me, so I took her life

A life so fragile, perfect like a rose

I made her weep, and now nobody knows

I shut her eyelids with fingers like a demon's

Your God destroyed my life because I was a heathen

I carve the devil's face in skin so white and cold

And hide it underneath the winter's snowy folds

I watch her sleeping in the lakes of her own death

I see her innocence in their bloody depths

My redemption came with sacred cost

I needed it; an angel's life had to be lost

I found her memories buried in the cold

Next to the angel, as your God above foretold

I killed her; I killed her out of love

Dried blood and purple bruises

I killed her not to lose this majestic image

My everything, a song to sing

A heart to cling to, now I can rest too

I slit my wrists and watch the blood flow

Just lose my wits as it makes pink snow

Around her head just like a halo

An angel's face I see

As into Death I go.

[Magenta]

Author's Note

Alternate version of Magenta Pt.1, intended to be played acoustic rather than electric. :)

Reviews

[Dark Tower]

Amazing write. The imagery and emotions in this piece are really moving.

[Miguel]

Ngiyabonga! I really appreciate your review. :) Glad you like it.