.:: The Bloodbird's Song of Sorrow ::. {"The Last Tiger-Lily" Supplement}

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
The world rips away, what's left of us
We fight and die, and alone we cry
For life is a war, and we are the battlefield1

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Blade, slipping from my hands
Blood, dripping down the strands
Of your wavy raven hair
Your face reminds me too much,
Too much of what used to be,
Pure agony,
Never wanting
Always needing
Love and hate slashed across my face
The memories rush like a waterfall of tears
And my mind is haunted,
With a torment of fears
Painstakingly I throw the art across the room
Now a burning heap in the fireplace
Gone to Hell, your beautiful face
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
We both knew what would become of us
It’s no use to cry about it, when I could just die about it
End it all, without a single moment of hesitation
Living here is just too much frustration
Somewhere I hope, that life could actually be better
Than just being with you
But I can’t seem to find, another mind
Another heart and soul, so wonderful
It’s too much to bear
Too much to care
And yet I hang on reaching for your touch
For a voice, for a song, that belongs to us
Something where our love isn't just...3

Ashes in the rain, ashes in the rain
It all falls and washes away
Barely noticeable to one’s eye
Our pain and joy once hidden in the sky
Now fall down like a brutal reality
I want you here, with me, someday
Someday I’ll come for you
And someday you’ll turn me away
Because it’s never meant to be
We’re just not meant to be forever
Because if then, what would we be?
Happy, and always full of joy
But life’s not like that, it never is
We’re meant to be together
Forever in bliss
I don’t want to be
Ashes in the rain
A slowly dying flame
A trapped memory that haunts every hour
A song of sorrow that I just can’t let go
A clock ticking for the day we die
A forbidden wish hidden in lies
Tears and blood, running down my cheek
I don’t want to be bitter
I don’t want to be weak