Ultraviolent.
Wearing ink of three ravens attached Half of my heart takes time but, I can't keep loving you. Black is their color; song of comfort Clarity is what I desire and, Is the farthest thing in my reach. I can only fall short for so long Someday I'll fly to you but, someday I'll soar. Mostly the outcast through his eyes I wasn't in yours before and, white lace gave me away in the dark. If you want love we can make it, through the forest of battlefields but, you gave up before we won the race. If there were any stamina left it's your to claim as your own and, you stole what wasn't there.