Onyx Virtuosa Metal: Midnight Garden

Stone walls remember what I've forgotten
Ivy climbs where love has grown rotten
The key turns cold in my widow's hand
Thornwood Manor, my inherited land

When the clock strikes twelve, the petals unfold
A gardener waits in the shadow and cold

He offers me forever in a midnight garden
Moonflower promises, velvet and dark
One bloom for a century, he whispers his bargain
Each blossom I take, he harvests my heart
My heart, my heart

His hands are ancient but gentle with stems
He speaks in riddles, in ifs and in whens
"Company, dear botanist, that's all I require
Eternity's lonely—won't you stay by my fire?"

The nightshade is calling, the foxglove agrees
What's a soul anyway, compared to all these?

He offers me forever in a midnight garden
Moonflower promises, velvet and dark
One bloom for a century, he whispers his bargain
Each blossom I take, he harvests my heart

I've picked seven roses, drunk thirteen vines
My reflection grows hollow but the garden's divine
He says that I'm lighter, says I nearly glow
What have I traded? I don't want to know

He's given me forever in a midnight garden
I float through the thorns, I'm petals and spark
No bloom for my yearning, no end to this bargain
I've given him everything
Where is my heart?
Where is my heart?

The widow who came here, she's gone with the daylight
Now only the gardener's companion remains
Dancing at midnight, more ghost now than woman
Eternal, immortal, erased