Stolas

It is expected, an oath by blood to hold the tome,
And the starlight passes overhead, fuels all the skills I've honed,
I am a guardian, a watcher of these ancient rites,
Yet I find myself drawn from that path, on those dazzling moonlit nights.

Let me hold you, keep you close to me,
I long to hear your voice,
But dearest, I know better now,
I must give you this choice.

I can give you everything you need,
Or do you want to hear me plead?
Just look my way, just look my way.
Is there something more that I don't know,
That you won't say 'til we've both grown cold?
Just say, Please, stay, Look my way.

This unspoken contract, a deed we forged for mutual gain,
If that's all this was when you're not here, what is this rooted pain?
I don't care that you're of lower station, or primed to sate my dark temptations,
Why can't you understand? Let me explain!,
And I'm terrified, as I cry, to make these feelings true
What's left for me and my broken heart, if I cannot have you?

Unless it's me, and no matter what in this world I could give,
It's not enough, to get through the walls you've conjured up to live?
Is this what you feel? Scorned by a realm that cannot comprehend,
What you are, so I'll grant you this mercy this bind- on our souls needs to end.

I will try to make amends, for making you means to an end,
So, look my way, please, look my way
If there's something more that I don't know?
I'll save us both before we grow cold,
If you'll stay, and just say, “Look my way".