For Lies I Sire- March 23. 2009 <br />Lyrics:as I draw up my breath, <br />and silver fills my eyes. <br />i kiss her still, <br />for she will never rise. <br /> <br />on my weak body, <br />lays her dying hand. <br />through those meadows of heaven, <br />where we ran. <br /> <br />like a thief in the night, <br />the wind blows so light. <br />it wars with my tears, <br />that won't dry for many years. <br /> <br />"loves golden arrow <br />at her should have fled, <br />and not deaths ebon dart <br />to strike her dead."
