Do you not remember
for I do - but even then
if you do not ;
I am still bleeding from it.
In youths day when we were friends
neither of us cared for money or power.
Ah, how we went seperate ways
seven swords impaled me in a row
and you were the spear in my liver.
Do you not remember
the crown I put on you
for as pure
and innocent was it then ?
For so many years I have withered
away in a tomb of defeat
broken and beaten, lock'n keys
O' I shatter the stone with a word
the temple pillars are destroyed.
Do you not remember
how we slept together,
even refusal
as love was not returned ?
Oh how we have fallen from Grace
I would never have laid with you
for the beauty of your spirit was as is,
but ye shattered and bound me
now all wealth and glory is but vanity.
Do you not remember !
but perhaps fate was
only to meet
so many years later then !
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