The veins in her body pulse like the life lines of a civilization long dead and gone
"Fail me!" She'll scream as you reveal her true image
The distasteful flesh of her perfect body
Her scentless breath, her soft silk-like hair

To touch is all you wanted
To die is all you'll get
Sad satisfaction of a failed pleasure
A waste of life

In keeping the secrets you swore
You shall reach your ends
The things that separate you from her
Dear creature, feel alive

Go about it in the right consciousness
The flower you plucked has now dried
and now awaits you, a new one
A new life. Dear creature, feel alive