war leaves its trail in moonlight so pale its shadows they flow in rivers , in rivers so put on my mask i 'll go where they ask so i might once again see the roses of may staining my soul and stinging my eyes the red on my hands wo n't wash away , wash away no where to run from what i have done i 'm no longer , no longer a rose of may fate holds the blade before you mirrored in maiden 's eyes far from myself i fly into the perilous skies and they said follow the blade before you fear fall and courage rise leave all your tears behind you far from where innocence lies cage of the kings no need for wings so turn them to stone from roses to bone when you look at me what do you see ?