Shall there be the day
The heart will no longer stay
Will the arms to heaven high
Reach after the gentle sigh

Will death befall passionate love
As war removes the white glove
Will blood spill upon the ground
As the knee bends on the mound

Long after the blood is shed
Love will rear it's ugly head
No matter the cost to the heart
Love will remain a lonely part

Other hands upon the  tangled web
As the flow removes the final ebb
Nothing but dismal visions remain
As time has invoked lasting pain