The words were like a beat against the devils breast,
a shard in the heart of a ravaged, wounded, beast.
The love they carried like a swooning summer breeze,
a Heavens night without a shadow of a star.
The words fell upon my heart.
Whispering a hallows eve of one night frivolities.
A deep regret long,
And they sung softly,
Whispering an Angels gift;
ĎIf you do ever leave,
my heart shall follow,
my heart always yours.
If you shall ever pass,
my soul shall pass as well
If you shall ever turn away,
my eyes shall lack their sight,
for nothing will be left to see.
So away with you.
Away with you
the words that curse me bound.
Away with you;
the words of a devils broken heart.í
The words were like an echo, as my lips fell part.
The words a son, a tremble, sparing my moonless sky a star