LOVES LOST


WE AWAKEN FROM WITHIN A TOMB
AS WE JOURNEY FROM OUR MAIDEN WOMB
SPECKS OF DUST WITHIN A STORM
LIKE A SHATTERED SYMPHONY IN ITS MORN

LOVES LOST IN THE LAND OF NOT
ANCIENT RUINS THAT TIME FORGOT
AS THE SERPENT LAYS THE ROAD AHEAD
WE COUNT LOVES LAYERS THAT ARE SHED

IN THE GALLOWS WHERE WE RESIDE
LOVE AND FEAR LIVE SIDE BY SIDE
WE SHAKE HANDS WITH DESTINIES VINE
WHERE PAST AND PRESENT INTERTWINE

THE CURTAIN FALLS WITHIN OUR SLEEP
AS LOVES LOST APPROACH THE DEEP
CAN HOPE SURVIVE IN THE DRAGONS DEN
FOR THESE ARE THE TALES OF SWORD AND PEN.

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