Darkseed Above The Edge Of Doom
Don't drink the wine, it could be blood This torrent could be thine Turbid water cannot glearn Your amity to truth departs The moonlit sky is lightning up in lands where shadows drearn my thoughts I want to deny my frown This war starves out my faith it naughts my peace Weed stamps on it's guilt, it crumbles off Ere you were born was beauty summer's dead Find the first conseit of love there bred Faith falling... No bitterness that I have bitter thing Doom's calling Whatever midnight hath been here The flames of love I cannot view So glid my path with thine eyes Winter's cold falling deep Make glad seasons as thou fleets through crystal brooks where silence heats Winning, when I saw myself to lose Ruined love is built anew On thorns rose stand Two mourning eyes thy face Bashful dreams, my soul is fled where late sweet birds sand Solicit your evil minds wandering through the morning fog Through the grove where trees conseil the light Through the leaves, through fallen snow My tears on your skin but water cools not pain from my soul which in thy breast doth lie (It's useless shine it may forbear, the weeping days to chase) Find the first conceit of love there bred Faith falling... No bitterness that I have bitter throught Doom's calling...
