The Passion and the Fury

Love me not... love me not
 Take no pity upon me... take no comfort in my kiss
 Ask not why my tears flow without passion
 Ask me not. love me not
 Confusion carved upon their fragile faces
 Masks of innocence hide their fury
 I give them sleep and peace
 Sleep, my children... sleep and forgive not
 Ask not, take not, love not, want not
 Tears no longer soften me... purity deceived by rage
 Look to them now and know
 They wish for none so passionate
 The desire for their eyes to forever blacken
 Streaming rivers of searing fury
 Of which my name shall no longer be writ...
 Dawn awakens and hear me sing