A fire set ablaze under a darkened crimson sky
?Her blood upon my hands - she perished in my arms?
Early in nocturnal prime, I?ll cross the final line
Now is the perfect time to die
To die
I will suffer pain to see your smile again
My one and only love until the end of time
My maiden sweet and fair
Her face neath blackened hair
A sight for weary eyes
An angel in disguise
?The smell of her perfume still lingers in the room
Some things are meant to be a painful memory?
The sorrow and the tears
The pain throughout the years
The words I have not said
No tears are left to shed
?I stand before the gate,
the point of no return
One final dying breath
I bid thee welcome Death?
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