Ahh the sweet taste of your bitter serenade,
Shall surrender not to the vile streams of courage,
Shall I temper the flowing rivers of our timidity,
To withstand the barricades of lustrous envy,
Night shan’t fall where sun shan’t rise again,
For dark with light cant follow our shadow,
Nor fall on the offence against insecurity,
And be the champion of just prejudiced,
Might the heavens not smite a wicked felon?
So he might conquer and bring us sweet slavery,
And follow the hearts of the blackest demons,
So we might see a ray of sunshine once again,
As a blackness my cover the light clouds,
And bring forth a pointed cruel saviour,
To bring our hapless insecure freedoms,
Might we just greet another day with a smile,
So shall I show a night the beauty of the stars,
Or a day the wonders of the bright new morning?
So they may feel the pleasure of their curse,
And take with them a peaceful melody,
To bracket your unforgiving curiosity,
And plunder it away for a new beginning,
To show us what might happen all over,
If things had turned to more intolerable,
And oh the sweet taste of your bitter serenade,
Wither away at my lips and sing with me again,
Let your melodies fall on deaf blind ears,
So they experience this dreadful happiness,
So might the heavens rejoice yet again,
As I let you fall right into your imaginary fantasy,
And fall once again for this lovely and pretty,
Nightmare of sounds, sights and fears I review.
