Don't let my mother's love choke me to the bone.
Promise me you won't weep on my silver coloured grave stone.
Remember your my king on the throne. Lay me down
on gentle earth. My skin will be weeping with a joy I can't
keep in. Tell me you are mine and I'm yours. I know the love
we share is dark against the moon. Promise me you'll kiss the cracks on my lips while their redder than a shepherds warning. Hold me tight so I don't feel the fright . I'll meet you again in the afterlife I promise I'll still be your wife. We'll find the spot where our hearts were buried and the skies will still look like cotton candy blue. Through grave stone fields and wilted weeds you'll feel me floating by your side watching over you. As I gasp for the last breath ill look at you with a crooked smile saying I told you darling I would die for you ~