A Poisoned Gift

Forever young
In a ground so cold
The splendor of your death
Still fresh to behold

"For your hair was full of roses
And my flesh was full of thorns
And the midnight came upon us
Worth a million crazy morns"

In your neck an open wound
To spawn life into your love
And to feed the creatures of our world
And to feed the creatures of our world

As we taste
From the poisoned gift of love
Which condemned me
To forever fly alone
As we taste
From the poisoned gift of love
As we taste
From the poisoned gift of love

We have tasted an aged potion
The wine of life which stole us light
May we gather might again and be as one
And to forever relish between joys

As we taste
From the poisoned gift of love
As we taste
From the poisoned gift of love

Forever young
In a ground so cold
The splendour of your dance
Still there to be behold

Our legend is a sin in tongues
To eternal sleep, to trance we belong
We are none but an empty glance
Palid is your state of grace

To eternal sleep we belong
Feeling the rapture of the worlds
Beneath the violence of this curse
From the poisoned gift of love

Once I asked you to fly
Tonight I recreate the vow
Do not fail to love me
As I have failed to die
With you