{Please keep in mind this is only a conceptual piece. I'm not sure that it's complete or if I even like it. But I'm posting it here for your judgement anyway.}

A girl under glass lays dying.
Frustration, underground temptation.
It's something to stick your face in.
While the darkness is crying.
Sensation, makes an alteration.
Cold, creative castration.
As all the angels are lying.

I'd hate to murder your pride.
Lies, that the truth always defys.
This demon inside of my eyes.
All this evil I will strive to hide.
Why, there truly are no second tries.
In this place, where everybody dies.
We all sacrifice the light from inside.