Of The Wand & The Moon Is It Out Of Our Hands
A life at end?
The great all around the bend
Or a dark descent?
On a bed of emptiness
Engulfed by hovering borrowed time
Thick with flies
Our hearts turn away as our love decays
Will you keep your nightmares at bay?
The harder you struggle the tighter the noose
Is it out of our hands or the paths we choose?
Is it out of our hands or the death we choose?
The rain lake and stars
Your splendor and emptiness
Swans in the dark
My horrid loneliness
And aeons without you
Aeons without you
The harder you struggle the tighter the noose
Is it out of our hands or the paths we choose?
Is it out of our hands or the death we choose?
