Every life has it's story to tell.
People differ from what they're told.
Cards and circles had played it well.
From themselves,
flourished a pride that they hold.
Everyone has its own deck of cards.
Possesed by the soul, and in heart.
Ti'll they find the one,
which leads it onwards.
Yet wrong card had been chosen to joust.
My passion and intimacy still go towards.
As i became serene myself.
I loss two of my precious cards.
Until heaven has gave it's way,
a future that is hell by itself
My heart bleeds thee for that deep scar.
My queen, O! My queen of hearts.
I, have broken my promise.
This torn wedding vow to thee,
first to fix my life's amiss.
My ace, shee! My clover of ace.
Shines always at my darkest nights.
Now, where is my life to be trace?
Now, your gone i felt frightened.
Life of me, still that is not destroyed.
Shall go towards it's goal,
in a very slow pace.
Part of me, whom she always missed.
Shall be more better,
than those of the abide days.
It's true, you never complete me.
Though one is only permanent.
Also true, the way that i see.
CHANGE, is that Holy Sacrament.
