Cruel winds of change

by Avatar   Jun 19, 2006


Blackness stays, beauty fades
Love no more
Bloody stains, at night it rains
Love no more

Pitiful humanity with al her greed
Sown on the ground depressional seeds
The sweet lady of the dark
Where in this midmorning wind
Shalt thou be?
Where can my beloved be
Once in life shalt one find
A creature so frail and vain
Amongst beggars and killers
All alike my beauty stays
For nights have passed
I could not find...
Tears well in thee throat
Like a dagger's tip through thine heart
Oh my beloved where might thou be
Are ye in danger is there a stranger
Protection I shall give and destroy if I need
Words can't describe thy beauty of my countess
My heart aches great
Should I have stayed?
The wind scrapes my back
Coldness devour me with her sweet arms
Where is my soul
Where has it gone
The winds of change are strange
To its will you're enslaved
Dusk and her sweet embrace
Cruel is the winds of change...

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