Daughter of the Seven burning brightly
Seemingly sightless in hollowhearted gloom
Known by so many names
Schizophrenia in ad infinitum?
With her icy gentle touch
She causes stars to wither
Brittle mists hold her lightly
Wisps of stardust embrace her
Beware of her worldly disguise
That human ignorance created for visions
For behind that disguise stare eyes of black ice
Breaking even strongest illusions
A whispered farewell long ago
With only the slightest sound she left
Outcast by crumbling beliefs
To be the pretenders' doom in return
Her laughter a rolling thunder
Her sigh like an ancient curse spat
She'll reign amidst the ruins
Her splendour gleaming in the eyes of the broken...