When the illusion faded,
And he realised he was no longer a god in her eyes,
He was left mortal. 
Never more aware of it.
He grasped for comfort, 
Crying out, dreaming of a return to bliss.
But like a touch of death,
Those cries were haunted,
Where one sees desire the other sees chains.

A mortal in chains,
Chasing an ethereal bliss.
Oh how dramatically the curtain fell,
Taking out the actor and his character too.

Black.