Sweet, sweet fate of love, lost dead and buried
In this hall of shame and snow I wept for the missing sun
As this icy lake of sorrow I view your departed being a-dancing on it
Picking up the roses with bones of a hand I fear my that dream now greets me cold!
And cold was the time when we're young and foolish
We play with our feelings like we play with our destiny
Never for once we see what's coming
And never regretful as the day it all ended!
Forlorn and empty as these walls of ancient might, but never too early to make me suffer
I shiver no more to the flakes of ice, as I wait for your smiles to take me away
In blackness of mourning my colors had long since ended
As tombstones so pale I see my love floats!
So low I now stoop black candles light faces
With no short of misery your ghost now it touches me
I know that this ghoul is all that I'm left with
And this mockery called life keeps me too far from you!
Oh dear, my dear soul, commit us as one
To free my dark bondage, these feelings so poisoned
I summon all hopes from places I should not
And thus I defile this dark heart again
So let us be one, in circles so pagan,
Afraid I'm no more in death and in life
So may this bleak winter, your bones be now flesh
Oh gods and all satans, I implore you, bring her to me!
THE SIGN OF SHAIRO
KL
2010
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