A pointless burden nests in souls undone,
Forsaken planet cradles winds deceased.
The woe of many, born in sin of one,
Still worries memories buried deep beneath. 

Her guilt stays useless to the air serene,
The waters, calm, will never heed her plea. 
Excruciating pain remains unseen
To Fuchsia’s cruel, blood-demanding glee.

Forget your fear to make the same mistake
The spark of life is gone, and so is risk.
Misera’s shattered heart will never ache,
All warmth is torn from Cyan’s listless disc. 

The moon’s eternal light will never shine
On mortal shells too frail to bear divine.