Thanksgiving Day
Filled with pain and sorrow...

I've been up to Hell,
Been down to Heaven...

As I tried to explain her description,
Others wader from my true intention...

Hello? Can you hear me now?
I don't know why or how...

Cuts down through her wrists,
The blood flows ever softly...

The decree of fate issued to me,
Fate of what’s to come, fate of...

The love for a precious gold
By the King is now forbidden...

She shows up this evening
As ever, she looks beautiful...

Feelings felt by the unknown,
Monsters of the night...

I've been curse; curse by love
But there's more ta it than just love...

Speaketh,
And I shall listen...

Time is a valuable thing
Yet people waste it as if it was a game...