Once in the summer when the moon ruled over the lands of men with her silver law
you said love is a perfection so I hid my pain deep inside where it was impossible to see but it remained with me each time I smiled it tore my castles down each time I cried it hungrily drunk the tears
you said love is the end so I fell silent wandering in the stars for answer yet when I looked into your eyes there was no end in them nor the beginning and the spark you had was no longer to be
you said love is the absolute So I stopped believing in you for I knew you lied (even to yourself) then the pain came to surface and you saw my struggle by own eyes took the brightest of stars and tangling it in my hair