Do my bones grow old and then fade away
Rotting in the ground in an endless decay...

As the wind caught her hair
And the sun meet her eyes...

With each drop brings a splash
The gentle breeze strokes my face...

Let us now part
from flesh and bone...

Don't not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep...

A Fallen Knight rides in shame
Through hostile crowds who chant his name...

Fires blaze apon a land
Killing innocents with tuching eyes...

You tease and jest like i know not why
But the pain is there and shall not die...

Placed dreams upon a star
Spreading chaos wide and far...

Love be cruel and fall of hate
No desire for peace and so be fate...

Misty eyes of hazel blue
Endless clouds passing through...

White lady, white lady
please turn to me...