Demise

There's only so much as pain describe
the feelings of wanting
yet it hath seemed far, ages ago
only tomorrow
it should have been mine

There's something so much as to say
the hatred built deep within the tomb
fiery searchlight scanned for atonement
deadly sparrow of the nights
it should not have died

There's nothing so much as to fear
but the feelings of wantonness
the time when tears are abundant
is more that what could have been bore
it should still be mine

There's but one love remain
only just; the truth doth resides
except this time my dear lady hath passeth
for deep in recluse doth my faith remaineth
thou should have been mine

There's but the love of darkness
prohibiting the masteries of enchantments
as so doth my soul captivated
unto the dimmed fairway till the eyes of stairs
thee shalt not survived

There's alas the keep of death
till parting winds doth our hearts took plight
surrender my love, thy heart of golden rock
should see the stars beyond the emptiness stilt
shan't you be mine?

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