I Sorry, Baby
I sorry, baby, I became the monster we feared, full of subtle, deft and weird. I promised you shelter, then became the storm. I hold it back with tears and form. I bear back a cost, hellfire, burning the found, blighting the lost. I sorry, baby. I held you back with black, priced in gray and fade. Thrice killed me for the mess I played. I sorry, baby, I only hurt you now. I chase magicks again, somewhen, somehow.