My soul is burning with anger hurt And depression and i am slowly Transforming into a simple pile of Smoldering ashes of my former Self.Long will i wait for my only Love to return to cast out a lone Tear of sorrow thus bringing me Back to life.
Oh yes my only love she holds my Soul as a sword and my heart as a Sheild.
I am the pheonix she is mother Nature for ever shall we waltz in My return for another thousand years as we rejoice, demons arise To snare our peace.
As our one thousad year waltz Comes to its end,I am fighting a Never ending battle for my Only Love- but i failed shes Turned to Stone before the battle is over I Am struck by a lone arrow of Sin, And im once again a simple pile of Smoldering ashes