"Greatly the desires of one's heart lost, Trying, finding or not, The mind, the soul, bound to fail, Standing around, being frail, Days go by, love is lost, Soul dying deep in the depths, there's no return, We may die, die with no heart, a wound that gapes, a grieve that finds no rest hole between thy chest, Buried deep, few days past, starting to decompose, Worms move in, consuming flesh, a painless yet effective way, our legacy fades away, the heart still intact, They can't penetrate, what could this mean, Is it made of...