The Real Slayer

Are you going to destroy the real?

Mayhaps you can try

Can you make the silence sing

Or make the lilies cry

Scream away the savage wish

Hug the broken tear

In order to destroy what's real

We all must die my dear

The laughing dark and whispering day

Are wondrous in a word

But they have neither thought nor grace

Inside my wonderous world

If you must vanquish all the real

For you can surely try

You must become a magic rose

One that will never die