“The Queen of hearts to grace the day?
It seems connection dissipated away.
To find this love, a guiding light,
I weep across the centuries of every night.
The world set before me,
All the limitations that be;
The only way to stay free
Is to leave.
What a lonely place,
And my footprints can trace,
The storming time without grace
That I grieve.
My Maiden Beautiful to transcend in glory?
I’m sensing the drain to sink this story.
To reclaim ideals, a drifting truth,
I weep upon meaning to revive youth.
The time that has passed me,
Every tragedy that be;
My shades cannot free,
Nor relieve.
What a crying place,
And my past can now trace,
Every lost hope without grace
That I heave.
I receive the chastisement in silence,
As a tear of the trousseau I hearken.
My teardrops fade into the night
And the deepest of my shades darken.
Still through our separation I feel you near;
Your trust and love embattle fear.
Though away I am sailed to my knightly demise,
I know the truth is behind your eyes.
Never before has there been such injustice,
And not ever again will there be . . .”