Zero degrees freedom

Her clock stopped at midnight

Zero degrees freedom
She walked a sea of roses, yet decay bloomed in her wake
A tragedy of beauty, such a beautiful mistake
Her flesh it dripped with fire, yet her lips were cold as ice
Her clock it sits unmoving in the ashes of twilight

Oh! Yet, she stirs...

On the frosty ground she lies, on her lips that frozen smile
Even in her darkness, she corrupts with burning eyes

Oh yes she stirs!

Even in her darkness, frozen evermore
Her clock it filled with water
...as it washed upon these shores.

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