Was true, I was young
when i met you then...
Life has given me
Limited options...
On the cross
I burn, I kneel...
Vorpal in hand
ready to fight...
Things change
and people leave...
Her eyes were the color of faraway love
where temptation feared to tread...
All the things you say
watching sun, recounts the way...
Forgotton is all
Hear the ecstacy in no one's call...
To Sleeping Beauty
Beneath the trees, heard wailing screams...
To: No one
Take one last chance at romance...
She sat alone, picking petals off of her roses
for every lover she betrayed...
She said
"sit down we have to talk"...