Is this what you wonder the roots of?Eyes wide open, seeing only red,Putting the truth in the way ofA formidable storm in a leather sack.
May those sacrifices be worthy uponYour unmatched fears, which standsAlong the way of your fate's home.Encrypted on your acts, in your hands.
Banishment of the desire shall notPressure your heart as emotional cardiac.Its a pink diamond in the rough butThe way it catches eyes, like a maniac.
Shall I offer help, shall you listen?Where I rest, you would commit sin.