Ages Past Weeping

Lyrics by Bleakmage

A cruel black rose
cut its way up through
an age-buried cinder block
to caress the merciless heavens
to kiss the divine flocks
of age-dead beasts
A picture set with laughing eyes
that pluck the rose
with ageless hands
to brew thin potions
shattering tender mercy
ages past weeping

Last Updated: 07-Mar-2006 19:33