May it be,
That my destiny be with thee.
Desiring a loving heart.
Breathing your scent.

May it be,
That we marry.
In holy matrimony.

May it be,
If a child comes into play.
I will never let go.

I accept my fate.
My blessed mate.

Fighting the beast,
Writhing in pain.
Nothing is gained.

Fiery wraith beast,
Desiring only blood.
Destroying all in its path..

Nothing is gained,*
By its boiling fury..

The love I have for him,
Is deeper than any sea.
Richer than any sweet,
And more valuable.

Than life itself.

It only gets deeper,
As the days pass by.

Clouds rolling overhead.
White puffs of smoke to me.
Laying here legs crossed.
Wondering where my soul was...

Clouds rolling overhead,
Dancing in white and out grey.
Causing flashbacks,
Flashbacks I wish weren't true.

Laying with legs crossed,
Tightening my grip on the branch above me.
Ropes hanging loosely,
Upon this hanging tree.

Scary?
Hardly...

Strange things have happened here,
Nightmares have come.
Their blasphemy!

Clouds rolling overhead,
In dark masses of grey.
Covering a sky once blue.

Laying here legs crossed,
Seeing the fire in the distance.
Of the dead forest below.

In the hanging tree...

Strange things have happened here,
No stranger would it be.
If my love and I.
Met at midnight,
Within the hanging tree.

When you cry,
You can only hear your sorrow.
As tears run down your face.

If blood is a cure,
Then Don't give in.