Pearl

Confined in this cold and dark room
Looked beyond lords of illusions
Palms run through your crowning glory
Painting a face they want to see

Shiver for each falling degree
Icy sabers stab his body
Nobody around to witness
Such pain for a man to possess

No hope or help would ever come
To this nobody who's alone
No trace of regret on his face
Nothing left at all but disgrace

The ink on his hands has dried up
When's it going to be enough?
She looks back through the cold shiver
The warmth starts to flow all over