Adonis (pt. 2)

But for my prince, a path was made And Death needed to complete his raid It was that beast, more bloodthirsty than war That took from me the man I adored You ignored my warning and tried to fight Couldn't you see I was going to be right? Your blood now spills, the ground stained red As your body lays gored, still and red I take a page from my nephew Apollo Whose many lovers had death in their follow As I wield and shape my loving power I turn your fragile body into a flower My dear mortal, this moment's our last So I recall the times of romance past Forever I will miss you, my anemone Forever will Death be an enemy