I smiled and stared at lady death eyes burnt of hatred and contempt each tallied line of promises kept And to lady death, I owe a large debt.
Goodbye, for when the star sets tonight the debt collector will surely arrive.
I did bid not for thee to come But thee came and took everything away so come the morning sun unadorned by light, thy presence have frayed.
Let paintings and portraits lay to rest touch the stillness of a silhouette dance to the drums of love and happiness just never forget- to think of the stars. -------