Through dwindling hopes, and thoughts afire,
Kindling wrath, and faithless desire,
Through truest time, with oldest friends,
We surely all, must make amends.
The fires of lies, and evil darkness,
The heart defies, such utter madness,
Murder I, woefulness digress,
Upon the soul, do not transgress.
The wicked love of truth unfounded,
Stories passed, our loves bounded,
The broiling wrath of timely strike,
The fecal death, our souls alike.
It has been said, and shall be still,
We take no gainsay of our will.
Diminished love, the earth so grounded,
Pitied lies, from those not founded.
The pillar of life, of love, endurance,
Will suffer no falsehood, nor demurance,
Defer the day, delusion clear,
Abandon all we hold most dear.
Iniquity, extant surrounds, folly forward hopeful bounds,
Naked I, work of art, but doom is nigh, black as night,
Our truthful souls, the heart surrounds,
Newly minted wickedness shows might,
The ancient tale of choice and nature,
Shows the wolves, black or white, your future.
The metre here is not quite normal,
The rhythm yet, to be decided,
The signature of woeful murder,
The child was left to grow unchided.
The powers great, yet fools of all,
They rule the wishes, kingdoms fall,
So fools are we, who work and toil,
Loving fruit of earth and soil.
We seek no death, no final master,
Tales of old, we turn disaster,
Though life is wrought with utter woe,
We challenge yet, unseemly foe.
Flowers, fate, time long past,
The destiny of foolish last,
We all the words of truth are given,
Face the fairest, honest shriven,
For all the blessings we do know,
Honest life, will surely grow.
So ends this tale of love and life,
With surest fate and endless strife,
Oh goddess dear, my grieving rife,
Please end my tears, and be my wife.
I have no wish for weak hand holding,
I push for labour, truth unfolding,
But soul's surcease, my last cessation,
The darkest fire of creation.
Good night, goodbye, I love you still,
So fires my heart, and so forthwill,
Hope and loyalty, the fires,
Test not our darkest heart’s desires.
Silence due, and forthwith blessed,
The ires of ancient, will not rest,
We have been told, alarms do sound,
The wickedness doth abound.
Hope in life and love forever,
May earn it thou, with fierce endeavour.
The truths of life do not deny,
Never fearful, we defy.
Life and love, no hope is lost,
The gallows shade is shadows shorn,
Test the soul of love forlorn,
Time is yours, b
ereft and mourn.
Give your life, take the chance,
This is truth, no final dance.
